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.

sighed. “Shame on me

angrily toward the warehouse floor below, where the machines kept whirring nonstop. Production had to

face twisted into something almost prideful. “Nightfall 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.

was taking everything in me not to

his face.

gaze cold and calculated, his fingers tracing along her jaw. She whimpered,

you take this

Edwin spat, his voice shaking with fury “You’re

his eyes, his hand falling away from Betty’s trembling face. “Brooks Designs is no stranger to

the sound of footsteps filled the room. I turned, my stomach tightening. Six guards, all of

now crackling with

Cattle prods.

Betty, his eyes gleaming. “This one though… I think

Betty’s throat pressed the knife just a little closer, and I could see the faintest trickle of blood begin

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

just as fiercely, our bodies straining as three more guards

fumbled for the button on the cattle prod to make the electricity flicker to life, but I was suddenly kicked in the hand by a steel–toed boot, crunching my pinky finger like butter. Without thinking,

Black said, his voice a little too casual as he strolled toward the door. “You think you can save everyone. But sometimes…” He paused, his smile growing wider. And this time, he looked at me. Only

whispered, his hot breath

the exit, ignoring our snarls and shouts. I saw Edwin and Peter

But there

Now, her eyes

seemed to

say.