Evangeline's eyes widened at the sum of money he offered to her and the possibility of walking out entered her mind. Her eyes flicking back to the oak doors curiously before back down at him, it was a<i>huge</i>sum of money that could keep her afloat for months, but a steady job would be more beneficial in the long term for her, leaving her with a dilemma.<br/>It was difficult for her to understand what she possibly had that other candidates before her didn't have, apart from youth maybe..and a backbone at that too. She could see in his eyes that every word he spoke, he believed and that made her dilemma even worse. He was basically asking her to perform sexual acts for her job, there was no option to continue working in this place without doing as he said.<br/><br/>Swallowing hard, Evangeline glanced at the desk behind her before her hands reached for the hem of her skirt. She was in disbelief with herself as she moved, it was like part of her body was instructing her to act without her consciously thinking it. Her fingers curled around the skirt and she slowly started to shimmy the material up, exposing more and more of her until it was bunched up around her waist. Evie closed her eyes as she sank back onto the smooth desk, cold to the touch as her flesh came in contact with it. She leaned back carefully until her back was laying on top of paper and wood, her fingers still by her thighs as she waited almost impatiently.<br/>Her underwear were boring, and cheap. A simple pair of black panties that covered the bare essentials, a stark contrast to the milky skin beneath it. It was clear from his line of sight, that there was no hair there, the underwear made certain of that, that he knew she took care in her appearance.