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.

apart too,” he sighed. “Shame on me for trusting another Brooks

floor below, where the machines kept whirring nonstop. Production had

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

could barely hold myself back. It was taking everything in me not to

his face.

fingers tracing along her jaw. She whimpered, the knife pressing

this from me too,” Black

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

moral outrage, Edwin.” Black rolled his eyes, his hand falling away from Betty’s trembling face. “Brooks Designs is no

widened as he nodded to someone behind us, and the sound of footsteps filled the room. I

now

Cattle prods.

attention turned to Betty, his eyes

a little closer, and I could see the faintest trickle of blood begin to bead against the blade’s

stepping forward instinctively. Rough hands grabbed him from behind, yanking him away. He struggled against

fiercely, our

prod to make the electricity flicker to life, but I was suddenly kicked in the hand by a steel–toed boot, crunching

too casual as he strolled toward the door. “You think

the bad guys win,” he whispered, his

and shouts. I saw Edwin and Peter begin to shift,

But there was something else there

Now, her eyes

seemed to

say.