Semua Bab Alpha Professor's Forbidden Affair: Bab 31 - Bab 40

HIRAM’S POV:The moment I step into Victor’s office, I know something is wrong. His smile is too broad, and his voice too smooth—like oil trying to slick over something rotten. My gut twists as I watch his composure relax with false ease. I hate myself for not coming with Juniper. I told myself she can handle it, and I didn’t want to annoy her or take up too much of her space.Victor’s voice breaks through my thoughts. “I love meeting young minds like you,” he says, leaning back in his chair. “It’s inspiring to see someone excel so early in their career. Twenty-nine and already a professor—it’s impressive, truly.”The praise falls flat, hollow against the rising tension in my chest. My phone buzzes in my pocket, and I pull it out. My breath hitches when I see Juniper’s name on the screen. The message is long, and with every word I read, my blood burns hotter.My hand tightens around the phone as I take in everything he does to her.Soon, Victor’s voice just becomes background noise to

HIRAM’S POV:After deleting the message, I leave the room, making my way downstairs. Then I find my way to the basement, where Alex’s guys are carrying out the instructions I gave.As I step through the door leading to the basement, my fists tighten at my sides. I descend the stairs with my mind replaying June’s trembling voice, and all I can think of is how lucky Victor is that Juniper needed me tonight. If not, I would be the one hammering my fists into his stupid face until I exhaust the hurt in my chest. It would never be the same as Alex’s men doing it because with me, I may not know when to stop, and I would only send him to his grave early.The air grows heavier with every step, and the scent of damp stone mingles with blood—Victor’s blood, and this only lightens my mood a bit as the low thrum of voices becomes clearer.Finally, I get to the bottom. What greets me is the sound of a fist connecting with flesh, followed by a muffled grunt of pain. I push the door open at once, an

JUNIPER’S POV:“We should never do this again,” Hiram starts off as I toss the wipe I used on myself into the waste bin. I turn to face him, raising a brow.“Sex?” I question, and he scoffs.“No, and you know what I am talking about,” he says. I shrug as I walk up to him, resting slightly on the table. “I slipped up today, June, and anything can happen. We are not even sure yet, and...”“I told you I was in my safe zone, or is there another reason you insist?” He shakes his head as I ask, but my gaze doesn’t leave him because I think there is more.“Then what is the problem?” He opens his mouth to speak, but I quickly answer, “You fear I will trap you with a baby, giving you an actual responsibility. Is that what you fear?” I question, and he sighs, getting up from the seat.He zips his pants.“That is not the reason, Juniper,” he says in a calm tone, which for some reason gets me angry.“Then what is it?” My voice comes out harsh.“You are in your third year of school, and you have a

HIRAM’S POV:The moment I have her pinned against the wall, fury surges through me like a tide I cannot control. It’s not just the way she defies me, ignores me, or even laughs at my frustration—it’s the way she pulls me into this chaos and makes me crave it. Her lips part, her breath brushing my neck as I press into her.“Everything is a game to you, Juniper. You have done nothing but test me all day.” My voice rumbles in a low growl, but it does nothing to her. It doesn’t scare her; instead, she stares at me with a smirk, which infuriates me further.My free hand grips her hip, sliding up her bare back, where her strapless dress leaves her skin exposed. The heat of her body seeps into me, but it only feeds the fire.When I tug at her dress, the fabric refuses to break, clinging stubbornly to her. My jaw tightens, and I give it a strong pull, watching as it rips down the middle and pools at her waist. She gasps sharply, but there’s no resistance—only that maddening smirk, driving me

JUNIPER’S POVMy heart races wildly in my chest as I stare at the figure standing just outside my apartment building. The street stretches out ahead of me, long and empty, and I realize it will take forever to reach the end if I don’t do something now. A part of me wants to scream, hoping someone in the apartment will come out, but I know it might only get me killed.For a split second, I freeze, my legs feeling like they’re glued to the pavement. My breath hitches, my pulse throbs in my ears. But then adrenaline surges through me, and I snap into action.I turn around, my hand shaking as I fumble to grab my phone from my bag. My fingers tremble as I dial Hiram’s number, but I realize how useless it is. Hiram is all the way across town, and this man is just a few steps behind. The sound of his footsteps cuts through the air—heavy and quick. He’s following me.Before the call can connect, I hang up, panic clawing at my throat. Without thinking, I press Troy’s number next, dialing frant