Page 21 of Unmasked
I cock my head, a venomous smile curling my lips. “Mess around with so many guy’s girlfriends you have to ask, huh?”
He shakes his head, his eyes wide as he takes another step back. “N-No. I d-don’t mess with people’s g-girlfriends.”
“Just mine, huh?” I make a tsking noise. “Big fucking mistake.”
He retreats a few more steps, stopping when he hits his desk. “P-Please. I d-didn’t do anything w-wrong.”
I advance, stalking him like a panther. “Really? Considering you don’t even know who I’m referring to, I can’t imagine that’s true.” I crack my knuckles, my eyes remaining on his. “I fucking hate liars.”
His bottom lip quivers. “I-I’m s-sorry if I did anything w-wrong. W-Who is she? I’ll stay away from?—”
My hand shoots out, wrapping around his neck. “Oh, you better fucking believe you’ll stay away from her. Mallory Chapman ismine.You made her uncomfortable with your questions.”
He flails, hands smacking at my forearm, but it doesn’t deter me. I squeeze harder.
“I bet those questions you were asking weren’t part of the official Learning Center assessment, were they?”
His face is red as he makes choking noises. I loosen my grip so he can answer.
“I-I embellished on them.”
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I yank him forward, shoving him face-first onto the table, readjusting my grip so my hand squeezes the back of his neck. “Show me the fucking questions.”
“I-I’m not s-supposed?—”
I squeeze harder. He howls from the pain.
“O-Okay. But I could get f-fired for this.”
“And you won’t get fired for sexually harassing student employees, huh?” I lift his head, staring at his pale face. He has that “oh shit” expression, knowing I saw him harassing that girl.
“I guess you won’t get fired over fucking one of your biology professors for a better grade last semester, either?”
His eyes are so wide they’re ready to pop out of his head. “H-How do y-you know about t-that?”
“I know a lot of things, Adam Gossert.” I smirk at him, but my eyes are full of wrath. He visibly shakes when he looks into them. “Now, fucking show me those questions.”
He slowly opens the lid of his laptop. When he puts his thumb on the key to unlock it, the porno begins playing. My smile widens when I realize it’s not from a porn site but a homemade one of him fucking Dr. Lewis, his biology professor.
“Oh, Adam. You’re such a dumb fuck.” I shake my head as I yank him upright, spinning him around. “You’re gonna upload that video to a flash drive and give it to me.” He opens his mouth, but I shove him against the wall. “Afterward, you’ll cancel Mallory’s appointments, except for the next one.”
His entire body shakes like a leaf during a thunderstorm. “Why wouldn’t I cancel the next one?”
“Because you’re going to assign her to another tutor. The best one you have.” I move my face closer to his. “You’ll tell Mallory you’ve taken on too much, and your schedule no longer aligns with hers. Then you’ll introduce her to her new tutor.” I glare at him from behind my mask.
He shivers, his eyes wide.
“You better be on your best behavior. I’ll be watching.”
The threat hangs in the air between us. His Adam’s Apple bobs before he nods.
“If you breathe a word of this to anyone, not only will I release the video of you and Dr. Lewis fucking so that everyone, including the administration, sees it, but I’ll also send it to your boss.” I move my hand, squeezing his throat and choking him, as I retrieve my cell phone. I press play on the video I recorded of him harassing the student employee in the hallway.
His shoulders slump in defeat even as he flails against me. “I-I’ll d-do it,” he rasps.
“That’s better.” I release his throat, rolling my eyes as he sputters and coughs. “I’ll have a lot more information on you the next time I see you, so heed my fucking warning.”
He nods before pointing to his desk. “I have some flash drives in the drawer.”