Alec has been in a long-standing feud against Magnus Bane because their parents were mortal enemies both in their personal and professional lives. When one fateful incident makes them closer, will Alec be ready to play the 'game of love' when his heart is at stake.

Hi everyone! This is very first fiction so please help me by giving your reviews. English is not my first language so please try to understand my wrong grammars or spelling.

Diclaimer: I do not own the mortal instruments. This belongs to our lovely Ms. Cassandra Clare.

CHAPTER 1

FATHER

Alec Lightwood is on his way to Alicante High School, the most prestigious school for the elites- smart and filthy rich- in New York City. My father, Robert is the boss of the biggest Mafia in NYC. He is probably richer than the Queen of England, of course he wants me to have the best school.

I am currently a second year student. It's the last month of our classes so Jace won't shut up about his excitement for the upcoming field trip, something like an Island Cruise, two weeks from now. The school always has a school year end field trip.

"I wonder what kind of Island it is. I hope there were many hot girls there." Jace said with a smirk.

Jace is adopted by my father when his parents, a capo of my father, were murdered by our rival Mafia clan when we were only ten years old. Since then, Jace has become my best friend.

"I don't know Jace, and I am not interested. Most likely, Dad won't let me join this year as well." I said matter of factly.

The break before my first year of high school, I finally had the courage to come out of my closet and admit to my family that I'm gay, except Jace because he knew since I was first able to admit to myself when I was 13.

Of course it didn't turn out so well. Father was so angry that at first I thought he was going to disown me, but he just stared at me, took a deep breath and dismiss me to my room for my 'nap time' as he called it.

From then on he became strict with anything regards to me, not that he isn't strict before my dramatic coming out, he is believe me ever since he divorced with my mother Maryse and he took only me to live with him, but it just gotten worse. Worse as in my 8 p.m curfew became 6 p.m 'sharp' curfew, I was grounded for my whole vacation and he prevented me from taking my license examination then he took away my car that he gave as a gift for my graduation, he said that it is going to 'distract my studies' of course it's his other way of saying less way to 'flirt' with my friends as my Uncle Valentine, who is my father's best friend and step brother that lives with us, always says. He is just like my Dad, strict only to me but is always lenient to his son Sebastian and my brother Jace.

For my whole freshmen year, I was left with the company of my father's annoying driver/bodyguard Raphael, who has the 'very important duty' to drive me to and from school that doesn't give me any chance for some time for myself like an after class group studies, passing the examination celebrations, weekend hang outs with my friends, party Friday and even extra curricular actiities.

And of course, let us not forget the most awaited event of the year- the school year end field trip- that took place last year at none other than Hawaii, that despite a of my pleas and beggings he still refuse to let me attend. Which Jace and Sebastian was allowed to took part because they 'behaved well' for the year. As if I could even misbehaved under Dad and Uncle Valentine's strict watch at home and with Raphael always there with at school and patiently waiting until the end of my class to bring me back home safely to my 'oh so worried father.'

I remember one of my arguments with Dad, after one week of my freshmen year.

Dad was busy with some papers at his study room so I waited for him to acknowledge my presence first.

Without even looking at me he said, "What is it Alec? I'm quite busy so make it fast."

"Uhm…. Dad " I swallowed hard then continued, "Can I come with Jace tomorrow at the party after class at my friends house, James Carstairs?" I finished hopefully.

"No" he answered without even a second's hesitation. "Raphael will be waiting for you to take you home after your class." He kept working on whatever it is he deemed very important as to not even glance at me while he is speaking.

It wasn't as if I'm expecting a different response from him but still I have to try right? "But Dad, Raphael is not necessary. I can take care of myself and Jace will be there with me, he will drive home with me. Besides, James' father is one of your Capo surely you can trust his son, right?"

"Alec," this time when Dad spoke he was looking at me sternly and his tone was reprimanding, "I have all the right to decide what is necessary or not for your well-being, not you. I don't give a damn who will be there with at the party. Jace can sometimes be reckless and I can't expect him to look after you much less to drive you home when his too drunk or distracted with whatever it is you teenager's get distracted with."

I was so fidgety while listening to him and I can't help myself but react. "Dad I'm not a child anymore that needs someone to look after me. I am more than capable of looking after" I was interrupted by Dad's raised hands, a clear message that says 'shut up'.

"Mind your manners Alec and don't interrupt me while I was talking." He is looking at me waiting for my response so I nodded obediently.

"You're my son." He continued, "you will forever be a child in my eyes and I will treat you as such until you started to act up like a man." He was looking at me as if waiting for me to contradict him, but I didn't. I knew better than to contradict him.

Seeming contented with my behavior he continued, "You can't expect me to trust someone just because I happened to know their parents, you ought to know that better than anyone else. Right Alec?" he means me, he didn't trust me despite the fact that I was his son. Though, his question was a rhetorical one so I didn't answer.

"It is my duty as your father to look after you, so I will see to it that you grow up… appropriately." I wonder what appropriate means to him. A Monk perhaps, considering the way he is isolating me from the world.

He leaned forward unto his mahogany table and watched me intently in silence for a few minutes which makes me so nervous all the while I was watching intently my father's very expensive brown carpet beneath my feet.

Finally he leaned back in his chair and spoke slowly as if he is talking to a not so bright child with a mocking tone, "Oh please Alec, don't tell me you still expect me to trust you after your…." He paused, searching for the appropriate word, "stupid choice in the sexual aspect of your life."

Now I was looking at him with my mouth agape, eyes wide. "You think I chose to be gay? I never wanted this Dad!"

Just one glare from him made me shut my mouth so hard I almost bite my tongue. " It doesn't matter whether you wanted it or not. It's done now and there is nothing we can do to stop it right? Though, I am hoping there were some ways to… what's the term? Hmm ah! 'ungay' you. While I was hoping for the impossible I have to act and do something to prevent anyone from taking advantage of you and to protect your dignity and virtue."

To say I was shock was the understatement of the year. He is doing this because…. Because, "You think I am going to fuck any guy I saw or let them 'take advantage of me'? That's why you assigned Raphaelto keep watch over me. That's why I can't go and have fun with my friends at parties? Just because I 'chose' to be gay?"

"Don't you dare speak another word, Alec." Dad said under gritted teeth. "Don't you dare open that disrespectful mouth of your's. Don't. You. Dare!"

I know I am over stepping my limits here. Obviously, Dad is almost at his limit. His eyes, his posture, his deep breathing and his clenched fist were proof enough of how much he is trying to contain his anger. But I can't seem to help myself, words just kept on flowing from mouth. Words that I know I will definitely regret later, but for now I don't give a damn because I have to say it.

"Dad, perhaps you haven't noticed it yet, but I. Am. Gay. Not a fucking girl that still needs her father to protect her virtue!" I was shouting by the end of the word.

Before I knew it, Dad was out of his chair and was standing in front of me. Then I heard a sound of flesh hitting flesh twice accompanied by a stinging pain in my cheek . He slapped me twice on both my cheek so hard I am sure it will leave his handprint on my cheeks.

Before I could touch my cheek, he grabbed my jaw in a punishing grip and roughly turned my head so I was looking in his calm face as if were not in a confrontation, it scared me so much I trembled under his gaze.

"Apologize."

"I am very sorry Daddy!" I said without wasting any time. I tried to get free from his grip, but it only caused me more pain as he tightened his iron fist in my jaw.

"If I said shut up, you will shut your mouth. Are we clear?" I could only nod me head as a response, still scared to speak or even open my mouth. Whatever anger I felt earlier dissipate in the face of his own anger. Then I realized how hopeless a am in the hands of this man.

"Next time you show any sign of disrespect or deliberately disobeyed me, I will teach you a lesson you will never forget." He stared at me with his beautiful cold blue eyes just like mine that it send shiver down my spine.

My vision blurred with the unshed tear that might drop any moment from now.

"Do you understand Alexander?" I can't answer, too frozen and very frightened to respond. I didn't doubt his words. I know he is well capable to mete his promise. He is the leader of a Mafia after all, never doubt the word of the boss. Son or not, he will 'teach me a painful lesson' if I misbehaved.

"Answer me." He hissed, then grab a handful of my hair hard. " I said answer me." He added in his most commanding tone, and I knew better than to disobey. "Yes Dad, I understand." My tears suddenly fell and I can't stop myself but whimper.