“I was not concerned with myself.” She said curtly, “and I believe you are taking my scope for granted.” If she could, she decided, she would strangle him, he was an insufferable, arrogant man that she’d used to hold respect for- but no more.
Every word he spoke, she forced a calmer and calmer stance as it helped to fight the rage that was building. The thoughts, would he say this if she were a man, would he treat her with such little respect?
“And, in this business, as you’ve so said, if I have no control; I assume that equates to meaning, you also, have no control? As you’ve just made a rather generalizing statement,” she put her cup down then, eyes looking down as she smoothed out her robes.
“You seem to think I have no protection of my own if someone were to turn on me. You continue to underestimate what I have already set in place for myself, Mr Nott. I am not, if this is to proceed, a second in command, I will not answer to you; I will give you what you want, what you need, when you request- for a sum- just like all my other clients; but I will not be you concubine.”
Jillian thinned her lips then, raising her chin. “You are and will never be any different from another client to me.”