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"Well done! As expected Alexander Lightwood, as expected!"
Director Hodge exclaimed and clapped showing his utmost satisfaction at the result of Alec's project. Hodge is the director of Biblioteca, a small but well-known organisation in providing charity. Alec is a manager of this group,and also the subject of Hodge's praise.
Unlike the cheerful man standing in front of him Alec was overcame in boredom. As expected...because you are a Lightwood, that was something he was used to. Alec is the eldest child of the famous Lightwoods and he had also got this position in the group through his parent's connections, there was nothing surprising about it. After all he is a Lightwood, and Hodge just like the others helped and praised him because of his background, even though he knew nothing about this black-haired youth.
"Thank you, sir," was all Alec could say, he is not much of a smooth talker, especially compared to Jace his beloved brother. "Well then, you may go Alexander. I hope for your continuous efforts." Alec didn't like Hodge but never as much as now, this speech, especially 'Alexander' gave him goosebumps. Alec who is very good at hiding his emotions quickly excused himself politely.
Sigh, as the door slammed shut. Alec hated socialising, especially with overly excited and 'judge a book by its cover' type of people in which Hodge fit in completely. Ring. Ring. Ring. It was Jace. "So what is it?" "I heard that Luke was celebrating his 1st year since marriage tonight. So, I'm wondering weather I get to tag along to the party as your partner, Alec," said the voice in the device without the slightest hesitation in contrast to the spoken words. "What's the deal man?" Alec sang expecting a sarcastic answer but to his surprise Jace replied seriously. "You know Luke's daughter, the one from Jocelyn's man. She's pretty cute, I've seen her a few times in parties, befitting the fantastic me. I'm trying my chance here, help me bro," he added sarcastically.
Stab. A stabbing pain hit Alec right in the centre of his heart, right where it hurts the most. Here it is, a woman capable of capturing Jace. "...are you sure? You know Jocelyn, she would never hand over her daughter. It'll...not be easy." Alec was glad glad that they were talking over the phone or else Jace would see it, his face stricken with pain. The conversation ended and Jace's request was fulfilled. As he hung up Alec could feel his hands shacking and trembling as if his worst nightmare occurred. "Jace," Alec murmured in a voice he never thought he could make, and went down to his knees.
"Boss! Boss!" A tattoo covered man ran after Magnus Bane. Magnus turned making the man stand shocked staring at his attire. Bright purple leather pants sticking on Magnus' long legs, a white V neck with patterns of purple and blue feathers showing off much of his well built chest and a long blue overcoat reaching to his thighs was draped over his broad shoulders. He looked to be of some Asian lineage and is undoubtedly handsome.
"I know I'm attractive and it is normal for people to admire me but sorry. I'm not into burly muscles," Magnus said lightly. Startled by the sudden speech the man explained," Nice to meet you, Sir Bane. I am Jordan Kyle, a member of Praetor Lupus. Our boss Woolsey Scott wishes to have you as a partner at Sir Luke Garroway's party tonight at Hotel Dumort. He have sent me here to relay this message." Then, Jordan respectfully bowed and left the scene.
Magnus brushed his glitter cowered hair aside and smirked. " Dear Woolsey, not leaving me a choice, do you?" He swiftly continued his walk. What shall I wear tonight, to charm those alluring women-and men.
Magnus Bane is the charming leader of Brooklyn's many mobsters. He is very powerful and garners attention and respect from fellow members in the underworld while the police fears him. Magnus is also a very attractive bisexual, that is rumoured to have strayed numerous capable men and women from their rightful paths. And Woolsey Scott is one of them.