One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 265

Audrey

The blade pressed against Betty’s throat looked like it was a mere twitch away from piercing her skin. Her eyes were wide, terrified, her breathing heavy around the gag in her mouth.

One wrong move and… I couldn’t even finish the thought.

Beside me, Peter’s entire body tensed. “Bastard,” he hissed, not even deigning to glance at Mr. Black. Peter moved to take a step forward, but the guard just tightened his grip around Betty’s neck, that knife poised to strike.

“Ah ah ah,” Black said coolly, waggling his thick finger at Peter. “Nobody makes a move. Unless you want your friend to die.” Edwin and I spared a glance at one another, silently agreeing to obey–for now, at least. We both took a small step back. Edwin grabbed Peter’s arm, pulling him along with him. Peter begrudgingly moved, if only for Betty’s sake.

Only then did the guard relax his grip ever so slightly.

“You know,” Black began, rising from his desk and adjusting his cufflinks as if we were having a standard business meeting, “I had everything before you two showed up.” He straightened his tie and sighed. “Everything.”

He didn’t look at me, didn’t even acknowledge me directly. His focus was all on Edwin.

“My business was thriving. I had respect. Power. And then, you decided to rip the rug out from under me for the sake of one girl ten years your junior.” He shook his head, clicking his tongue. “Disgusting, Edwin. Truly.”

“That’s rich coming from you, who tried to get her to sleep with you in exchange for a bloody mentorship, old man,” Edwin snarled.

Black chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. “Perhaps. But did I deserve to go bankrupt for it? I think not.

“And when my company finally went under,” Black continued, “your brother–Axel–came along. Promised me more. He promised that if I just kept Audrey down, if I just gave her a little nudge into his arms, that I’d take over Brooks Designs.”

Black’s eyes narrowed slightly, flicking toward me for just a fraction of a second. It all made sense now–the thesis presentation. Black wanted me to fail, wanted me to fall into misery. He thought it would make me more pliable and easily manipulated.

of course, that fell apart too,” he sighed.

angrily toward the warehouse floor below, where

Threads. It has a ring to it, doesn’t it? Just trendy enough to garner the attention of stupid teenagers.” He spread his arms, his smile growing. “I built it from nothing. And now look at it. The profit margins are spectacular when you don’t

could barely hold myself back. It was taking everything in me not to charge across the room and claw that

his face.

Betty again, his gaze cold and calculated, his fingers tracing along her jaw. She whimpered, the knife pressing closer to

let you take this from me too,” Black finished.

spat, his voice shaking with fury “You’re destroying lives.

Edwin.” Black rolled his eyes, his hand falling away from Betty’s trembling face. “Brooks Designs is no stranger to underpaid labor. This is a

smile widened as he nodded to someone behind us, and the sound of footsteps filled the room. I turned, my stomach tightening. Six guards, all of

now crackling

Cattle prods.

to Betty, his eyes gleaming. “This one though… I think I’ll keep her. A little

faintest trickle of

hands grabbed him from behind, yanking him away. He struggled against the grip, but the guard’s

him, Edwin and I fought just as fiercely, our bodies straining as three

I was suddenly kicked in the hand by a steel–toed boot, crunching my pinky finger like butter. Without thinking, I yelped and dropped it.

Black said, his voice a little too casual as he strolled toward the door. “You think you

whispered,

us toward the exit, ignoring our snarls and shouts. I saw Edwin and Peter begin to shift, but they were quickly cut off by harsh jabs with the cattle prods,

Betty’s eyes–wide, terrified. But there was

Now, her eyes

seemed to

say.