"I chose with whom I wish to spend time with, if you must know." Richard's eyes narrowed with a hint of disapproval at the woman's open announcement of resistance. Including Norah in judgement seemed uncouth, especially since she didn't even know the girl. Regardless, Richard was firm and insistent in his tone with Evie -- she would learn to comply and trust his word or find another job. It wasn't that Richard wanted to force Evie to perform the lurid acts that raced through his mind; it was the way her body responded in affirmation to the erotic possibilities he voiced. She said "maybe" as her body said "yes, please." She wanted assurance, not that he would not seduce her, but that she was worth more than a single fuck. Evie clearly worried about being discarded after being used.<br/><br/>"And, I can assure you that I<b>did not </b>hire you for sex. You possess more than all the other candidates combined." While true, Richard also knew that it could take much to bring the immigrant up to speed -- not just with cleaning, but with the role of assistant that he had planned for her. "As such, it would be best for us to break down any barriers. You'll see the best and worst of me, and you'll be asked to perform, nonetheless. And to prove that nothing is being forced or inappropriate, you are welcome to walk out of here -- right now -- with three thousand dollars if you so wish."<br/><br/>Richard's words rang with honesty, and his open lap still beckoned. But, Richard's hands rested there now. "Don't think I haven't seen the way you've been looking at me, Evie. I know you harbor lust for me," Richard insisted, quietly. He wanted her right then and there. "You can take the money and walk ... or you can slowly lift your skirt and lean back on my desk."