One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 114 Audrey

I stayed late at the office that night, determined to make up for lost time after the luna moth incident.

The design department was eerily quiet as 1 worked, the only sounds the soft scratching of the stylus against my tablet and my foot tapping on the tile floor.

I bit my tongue as I worked, my focus entirely on the new task at hand. With the luna moth shattered and the design due by Friday, I needed to work quickly, so, despite my somewhat... lacking skills when it came to drawing anything realistic, I spent the evening drawing mockups of a 3D printed luna moth.

Sighing. I leaned back on my stool and held my tablet up to admire my work.

The drawing wasn't nearly as beautiful as the original, but it would be good enough for what I needed; the shape was right, and with enough paint and glitter, I could have a fairly realistic luna moth prepared by morning.

I tapped the screen a few times and sent the design to the 3D printer, and then I waited.

As the sound of the printer working filled the quiet space, I ran my hands over my tired face and squeezed my eyes shut. Memories of this morning floated through my mind-the luna moth's broken wings. Leo's angry expression, Linda's conveniently empty chair...

It had been hours since it had all happened, and I was certain now that Linda had something to do with the "accident. Her sadden absence was too perfectly-timed. I wasn't sure how she had done it, but she must have slipped in while I was at lunch and destroyed the luna moth.

I wanted to tell Leo of my suspicions, but of course he wouldn't listen-and if Linda had already managed to tamper with the CCTV footage once before, then she could do it again. Perhaps she had ties with a security guard who could cut the footage for her. Perhaps her rich daddy was watching over her.

Either way, I was stuck taking the fall. There was nothing I could do about it; especially not now that I was on 'probation.

"One more strike, and I'll have to suspend you," Leo had said.

Three strikes, and I was out. Even if none of it had been my fault.

Finally, as the clock ticked past nine PM, the 3D printer buzzed. I walked over and pulled my plastic luna moth out, cringing at the rough shape, but it was good enough for now.

I decided to call it a night after that, figuring I could paint it in the morning. I gathered my things with a sigh, double- checked that everything was in order, and moved to lock up the department.

But then I stopped in the doorway, and on a whim, I slipped out my phone and took pictures of the space, just in case any other 'accidents' happened overnight. That way, if something did happen and it got pinned on me again, I could have some form of proof to show.

mishap; everything had to

me that even if I did have proof,

as I made my way toward the elevator, my tired feet dragging beneath me. Somewhere in the building. I could hear the hum of vacuums and floor waxers running, the night cleaners already beginning

turned a corner, a dark

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scream, but a large hand clamped over it, mu**ling any sound. I felt frozen,

it my

y nose.

I would know it

of tension. But his hand remained over my mouth as he pulled me further into the shadows of the utility closet, his body pressed against my back. His breath was hot

up, but I obeyed. There was an unusual urgency in his voice, and I couldn't ignore

in the door, I saw

Fiona's voice calling out,

and I swore I could hear her sniffing the air. I could already imagine her fury

a pause,

Fiona's footsteps faded away did Edwin finally release his grip on me. I shoved him back, my

my cheeks were red-because the sensation of his warm, sturdy body up against me, even though I hadn't felt it in a month and some change, had reminded me

placating gesture. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "I didn't mean to scare you. I knew you were staying late tonight, and I was

I scoffed. "About

his voice low and serious as he glanced over at the closet door. "I wanted to keep an eye on you, make sure you got out

it; here was Edwin, a man who I hadn't seen or spoken to in over a month after I had found out he was engaged while we had slept together twice, and

to hide the anger in my voice. The very idea that he thought he could protect me, after everything, was infuriating. Edwin had the audacity to look offended. "I'm your boss.

so much better," I snapped, trying to push past him. But Edwin blocked the exit, his body pressing against mine in the cramped space. There it was again: that d**n scent of cologne

me. Even Edwin's eyebrows shot up, surprised by my outburst. I felt a confusing mixture of fury and

the former and shoved him away, but it did nothing to budge his solid form-it only sent me stumbling back into a pile of crates behind