Thread: Not So Snow White (Mr Quixotic & Aurelia)

It was as if he wanted to play right into her hands. Evelyn's brown gaze having landed straight to the computer after spying the man in the room and quite openly heard the whistle, more so then his words. Sitting there and open just as she had been told by her source, that it would be. But that wasn't what gave him away, it was the look of shock and something else, fear maybe, that had crossed his features when her words found their way to his ears. It was all working out to smoothly right now and so the elder of the two in the room, was going to take it easy, for the moment. She needed this to work out as surely as he wanted his little extracurricular activities to continue without flaw. Then he demanded an introduction, which the dark haired woman had no problems giving. Heels that usually had the annoying click, softened against the carpet of the room, moved around with a smooth notion so that she was coming in an almost seductive sway towards his desk. My name is Evelyn White. She stated clearly, keeping her eyes level with his gaze. And I think you do. While she hadn't fully noticed his hand having made its way up to his computer, the sound that came out in the silence of the room gave way to the click of a drive. Hell, she didn't even need to look at the computer, but why not make the move to settle in seriousness of what she was about to propose? So soon as her palms pressed to the desk, she gave a slow lean in, eyes leaving his gaze to turn and stare towards the girls that now littered across his screen. A few clicks of her tongue happened before she looked back towards Hunter with that smirk again. Oh yes, he had asked her what she wanted, hadn't he? A trade. She started, pushing herself up straight once more, but only so she could move to the side, her hip lifting on the side so in a smooth motion, the dark haired women was practically sitting on his desk. One hand moving down to give a tug towards the edge of her skirt, straightening it. Then her gaze was back to the Dean. I recently started to want to have a side project done. But I became aware of how hard it would be without help. So, lucky me, I've recently came to know of certain... Her eyes glanced towards the computer screen once more, before coming back to him. actives, that you enjoy. She let the words hang, perhaps on more purpose then anything, while she slid back from his desk and began to walk around. Arms crossing under her chest, giving a small lift to make the cleavage already showing a bit more depth. Her gaze trailing around the rest of the room to notice nothing much more enticing then the computer, except a mirror that she paused in front of, staring towards herself. Eyes narrowing in a small, silent, thought, before she turned back around to look at the male. I have a daughter that attends here. Sofia White. One hand lifted from the cross to wave at how unimportant she was, or at least felt, to Eve. She has become... a pain in my ass, and quite frankly, I think she could be of more use to me. Then the look of evil started to fill her face once more. I want her whored out, to be blunt. She hasn't done a thing for me and I think it's about damn time she pays me back for everything I've done for the girl. She knew exactly how crazy this all sounded, then again, so did a Dean who kept cameras hidden in the school to watch his students for more than just their safety. It also didn't help to add that she was also aware of the drug problem that was growing in the school, but one threat at a time. She didn't feel the need to lay her hand out in full just yet. He would already have enough at stake for her just being aware of his computer hook up. You can choose her customers, set prices. I don't care, as long as she is used. Eyes glanced at her nails then as if this was weather talk once more. She'll bring me my money and, her eyes lifted at him once more under half lidded eyes. no one will know of your side project.