One Hundred and Forty Two One Shot:
Drug Lord
Clary POV:
From the moment I was born, I was thrown into a life of uncertainty and warfare. I don't remember a time where we weren't moving, or going on long vacations, or being sent to boarding school under a different name. But that was my life. I didn't know any differently, and I loved it. My parents were the most loving, and attentive parents I could have ever asked for, and I was lucky enough to have them on this earth for almost 20 years.
My mother died from illness. Cancer that they could never treat. She went peacefully on her own time though, and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't miss her warm hugs, or her infectious laugh. My father on the other hand, he was killed in the line of duty. And no, I don't mean working for the narcs. He was killed when a business deal went sideways, and our buyers decided to take matters into their own hands. My father put up one hell of a fight, and I'm proud to be his daughter.
But with his death came a lot of uncertainty for the family business. The Circle was an organization that I have molded into my baby in the last 7 years. Everything that happened went through me, and to this day, we are the most successful drug cartel in both Northern, and Southern America.
Knowing how much of a target my father had on his back, I decided to take a different approach. Using the nickname my father gave me as a child, I kept my identity a secret. To the world, I'm known as Angel, a fierce, and no bullshit Drug Lord who knows how to do business, and not fuck around with people who aren't interested in my best interests. But when I need some time to step away, I was just Clary Fray. I used the name I went to boarding school with, knowing my real surname would bring on unwanted, and dangerous attention. I was a simple free lance artist, who sold her work to people who still had an appreciation for the craft, and it was my escape when business was getting too stressful.
I had a sold group of men who were my lackeys. They would bend over backwards to do whatever I needed done, and always took the hit, in order to protect me. Men are easily manipulated, show them a slice of tit, and they'll pretty much murder for you, and I had a group that took less than that.
Simon was my number 1 when it came to soldiers. He used to be head over heels in love with me, but I never felt the same, although I used it to my advantaged as often as I could. Over the years he's mellowed out, especially after meeting his long term girlfriend Maia, but he's still just as loyal, and willing to do whatever it takes.
Magnus was my second, and he's been around this business as long as I have. Born into it, and owing a great debt to my father, he's been a loyal servant since day one, and I can trust him with my life, there is no doubt about it.
My third was a little more – temperamental. Knowing no boundaries when it came to respecting me, I've had to put a hit out on him a time or two, but when it comes to bone breaking, he's the best of the best. There was no future where Sebastian and I ever ended up together, and maybe one day he will serve his purpose fully, and I'll have no need for him, but until than, he's good for intimidation, and he excels every time.
The Circle was my pride and joy, and my birthright, and there was no way I was ever going to let my parents down. Being in this position was demanding, but the most rewarding job I could think of, plus the millions I rake in every year is a great bonus. The Angel is no joke, and no one to fuck around with. I planned on keeping it that way until my reign comes to an end.
Jace POV:
Being in the DEA was my life long dream. So when I became an agent at 22, I felt like I only just started living. Everything in me felt at home, and having my two best friends next to me, was just a bonus, and made solving cases, and kicking ass so much more rewarding.
I met my two best friends while here, and we've been the most unstoppable team the DEA has ever seen. Whenever there was a complicated case, we were the team they called. It didn't matter where the case was, we were there, and we were effective. Most people would call me cocky, but I'm just very good at my job, and I know it.
I had a photographic memory, and a very high IQ that helped me in situations that most people would not be able to handle, or in cases that most people couldn't figure it out. There is nothing cocky about knowing your skills, and what you excel in. At least, that's how I viewed it, most people just called me cocky, but I don't let it phase me.
Currently Alec, Izzy and I are working on one of the toughest cases the DEA has ever seen. Drug cartels have been around for as long as we can remember, but none have been as bad as The Circle. Formally run by Valentine Morgenstern, and now run by The Angel. Nobody knows the identity of this person, but everyone knows how fierce and sadistic they are. Running their organization thinking they're God, and having no remorse for the lives they've taken. We've been on the case for years, and we still aren't anywhere near solving it.
"Yo man, we got another case." I heard from my desk. When I looked up, Alec was grabbing his jacket.
"What is it now?" I asked as I closed the file and put it away.
"From what I heard, a low level gang, but in this part of New York, it might possibly lead us to a bigger dealer." Alec explained.
"Like The Circle?" I asked.
"Who knows. The Circle has it's claws in a million different gangs, and other drug cartels." Alec said and I nodded, knowing he was right. "Hopefully it gives some insight into The Circle. I'd like to solve that case before I retire." He laughed.
"You and me both man." I said. "Is Izzy joining us there?" I asked as we got into our car.
"Naw." Alec said. "Iz is taking a few personal days."
"Is everything okay?" I asked curiously.
"Problems with the boyfriend." Alec simply said, and I knew if he was going to explain he would have, so I left it there.
We got to the scene of the crime and we immediately started processing everything, and going over different scenarios in our heads. Alec was right, I wanted to solve The Circle case before I retired, and I hoped that this might be the lead we need to get there.
Time Jump – A Couple Days Later
Clary POV:
I was out on the town today getting some fresh air. The last couple weeks have been very demanding, and I was starting to lose fuel. I loved my job, but sometimes it was way too demanding. I needed to relax, and refuel.
I was getting some new art supplies to maybe get back to my roots, and figure out where I should go next when it comes to The Circle. I needed to change something in the system, but I just didn't have any idea how to do so.
Since it was such a nice day out, I decided to take a nice walk in the park. Its been awhile since I've been able to just enjoy a day to myself. I found a pond, with a bridge, and decided that I was going to draw it. The peacefulness of the moment was something I needed more of. Something that I needed to stay sane in a way, and I was going to make sure that I made time for myself like this more often. I was so lost in the moment I didn't notice someone approaching me, until I nearly dropped my sketchbook into the pond.
"Sorry, I thought you heard me coming." The man said, and when I looked up, there stood the most beautiful man I've ever seen. Golden from head to toe.
"I guess I was too lost in the moment." I said and he laughed.
"I can tell." He said as he pointed to the sketch. "It's pretty damn good though, so I can't blame you for being caught up in it."
"This is nothing." I said as I closed it. "I was just playing around."
"That's you playing around?" He laughed. "I can't imagine what you draw like when you're in the zone."
"It's been awhile since I've been in the zone for a drawing." I laughed, as I tried to remember the last time I seriously drew.
"How come?" He asked, sounding genuinely interested.
"That's a little personal, don't you think?" I asked lightly. "I hardly know you." I played and he smiled.
"I'm Jace Herondale." He said as he held his hand out.
"Clary Fray." I said easily as I took his hand in mine.
"I think we know each other just fine." He said and I laughed.
"Work has just been stressing me out lately." I said, and it wasn't a total lie.
"I know how that feels. Work is sucking me dry lately." Jace admitted.
"That's just the adult life I guess." I said and he laughed.
"Wanna have a smoothie than?" Jace offered. "Relax and get to know a little more about each other?"
"A smoothie sounds great." I smiled and we both made are way off the bridge.
We walked towards the small café with some light banter. It was easy to talk to Jace, but that didn't mean this friendship could last. I never really made friends, outside of my work, and something tells me that whatever Jace did for a living, wouldn't be something that would fit into my life.
"So, what do you do for work that's been so stressful lately?" Jace asked as we took a seat.
"I'm a free lance artist." I said so easily, like it was my real job.
"Business been slow?" He asked.
"That, and I've been really unmotivated. Something has felt off, and I can't seem to get out of this funk." I admitted, because that is true.
"That sounds terrible." Jace said. "I can't imagine my creativity hitting a wall."
"It's pretty shitty." I laughed. "What about you? What's shitty about your job these days?" I asked.
"Working for the government is a pretty high stress job, and in my particular line of work, the stress is even higher." He said and I nodded along. Strike one. I shouldn't be surprised he worked for the government, but that didn't mean I liked it.
"What part of the government do you work for?" I asked, wanting to know.
"I work for the Drug Enforcement Agency." He said, strike two.
"Impressive." I said, not wanting to give away the fact that he was literally Public Enemy #1.
"It was tough, but worth it." Jace smiled proudly. Which kinda made me jealous that I couldn't brag about my job, but that's the price I pay.
"I can only imagine." I said. Just than, his phone rang.
"Uh, that's my partner. I have to go." Jace said as he stood up.
"I guess being a DEA Agent is a round the clock job." I laughed and he smiled.
"That it certainly is, but I'd like to do this again sometime." He said and I smiled. He took out a business card and handed it over. "Give me a call this weekend."
"Of course." I said and he walked out. I looked down at the business card in front of me. Jace Herondale. DEA Agent. 215-555-0957. I would definitely be using this number. Despite his job, there was something about him that I couldn't stay away from.
Time Jump – One Week Later
Jace POV:
I couldn't get Clary out of my head since I met her, and this weekend we were going out to dinner, and I couldn't wait. I wanted to know more about her, and see where things could go. She was different, and I liked that about her.
We decided to meet at the restaurant, and as I stood out here waiting for her, I couldn't help the nerves that were bubbling up in my system. I've never been this nervous about a date before, but there was something about Clary that made me nervous. Not in a bad way, but in a different way, in a way that told me she was going to be special to me.
"Hey, sorry I'm late." I heard from behind me, and when I turned around, there stood Clary, looking as beautiful as ever.
"It's completely okay." I told her honestly. "Shall we?" I offered my arm, and she gladly took it as we entered the restaurant.
Thankfully I knew the owner of this place, so I was able to pull a few strings and get us a table, even though they were booked. We were seated right away, and given menus.
"How in the world did you get a reservation for this place?" Clary asked as she looked around.
"I know the owner." I admitted. "He's an old friend of the family, and he hooked us up."
"That he did. I've never been here because it takes months to get on the waiting list for a reservation." Clary said and I couldn't help but smile.
"Well than, I hope its worth it." I smiled.
"They have pasta, it's always going to be worth it when there is pasta." She said and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Big pasta fan?" I asked, and she smiled.
"Huge pasta fan." She admitted.
"Noted." I said and she smiled her bright smile. I was going to enjoy getting to know her, I knew it.
Time Jump – Six Months Later
Clary POV:
"Alec, you can't go waving your gun around trying to intimidate people." Jace said to his partner.
"Why the hell not? He deserved it." Alec seethed.
"I know he did, but Izzy doesn't, and right now she needs him." Jace explained.
"What's going on?" I asked, a little out of the loop.
"Izzy is pregnant, and her boyfriend is less than accommodating." Jace explained.
"Less than accommodating? That's putting it lightly. Meliorn is an asshole." Alec said and my blood ran cold. I knew him. I knew the terrible things that he did to women, and I couldn't believe his sister was involved with that scum.
"But Izzy stood up for herself, and she's carrying a healthy little boy." Jace tried to reason, but I could understand Alec's anger.
"But the fact that she's carrying his offspring doesn't sit well with me." Alec said and Jace nodded. I guess he knew this was a battle he was going to lose.
"Hey, I have to go, but we'll meet up later?" I finally said to Jace.
"Yea." Jace smiled and I leaned in to give him a kiss.
"Bye guys." I said, and with one final wave, I was out the door and dialing Simon immediately. Something had to be done with Meliorn.
"Yes?" Simon answered.
"Meliorn, what do you know about him?" I asked.
"Not much. Low level dealer with ties to a couple different gangs. He's actually a smuggler for The Clave." Simon said. "Why?"
"He's impregnated a woman close to someone important to me." I explained. "He isn't taking good care of her. So take care of him."
"Yes boss." He said and I hung up. I took a deep breath and headed back to my place. Content in everything that I had power over.
Time Jump – One Year Later
Clary POV:
I knew the minute I met Jace, he was going to be important. I had no idea how important he was actually going to be, but over the past year, my feelings for him have grown largely, and I can't picture like without him.
Lying about my business has been the hardest part of this past year. Eventually it would surface, but I didn't want to ruin this perfect bubble we were currently in. he would hate me after he found out, and I couldn't risk that.
"Hey babe." I heard him call from the other room.
"What's up?" I called back.
"Have you seen my black tie? I can't find it anywhere." He yelled.
"I think I saw it in the bathroom last!" I called back. A few moment passed.
"You're a genius. That's why I love you." He called back and I could just hear the smile on his face, which in turn made me smile. Just than Jace walked into the kitchen. "I should be back in time for dinner. How about we go out?"
"Sounds perfect to me. I'm tired of cooking." I said and he laughed as he pressed a quick kiss to my lips.
"Love you." He said as he pulled away.
"I love you too." I said back. It was as easy as breathing to love Jace. He walked away, and I heard the front door close. I took a deep breath, and composed myself. Everything was perfect, but I knew that wasn't going to last.
Time Jump – A Couple Months Later
Jace POV:
I had received some intel that seemed very real, and very solid about The Circle, but the only catch, is that I had to go alone. It didn't worry me that I would be walking into something very sketchy. This was my job, and I was trained for situations like this.
I told Alec and Izzy about it, and if course they were worried, but I felt confident in this, and they knew that I would be okay. The entire ride to the address, had me thinking about everything I could possibly lose if this went sideways. It was how I found the strength to get through anything. Knowing what I had to live for, always gave me the motivation to fight until I couldn't fight anymore.
I pulled up to an old warehouse, and took a deep breath. I made my way inside where there was nobody. I was praying this wasn't a dud and that I would get some answers about the drug cartel that took up have the agency's storage space. I was looking around, when my eyes caught sight of something red. A familiar red.
"Clary?" I questioned and she stepped out of the shadows, with two men standing next to her. "What's going on?"
"Intel on The Circle." She said, but her voice wasn't what I was used to. It was colder, harsher.
"What do you know about The Circle?" I asked, confused.
"Way more than you." She said before stepping forward. "As The Angel, I know everything." She said and my jaw dropped.
"But how – ?" I stopped. "I've known you for nearly 2 years. How could it be you?" I couldn't wrap my head around it.
"Who did you think ran The Circle?" Clary asked, her voice sounding authoritative. "My father did it for decades, but no one can run something like a woman." She explained. "You see, women are the brains, and men are simple brawn. The hired help if you please."
"All those innocent people you murdered. All the families that you destroyed!" I spat at her.
"Really? You can't honestly believe the people who died were innocent. Because I'll tell you right now, they were no where close to entering the pearly gates." She explained.
"Meliorn?" I questioned. "Him and Izzy were starting a family together. He had a future, and you took that away." I yelled.
"Meliorn was a woman abusing asshole, and a drug smuggler for our rival cartel." Clary explained, and my whole vision of him changed. "Not to mention he nearly forced Isabelle into an abortion."
"How do you know that?" I asked furiously.
"I've known him for years." Clary said. "I know what kind of man he is, and I've had contact with the woman he's abused, and forced into situations they weren't confortable with."
"Why not kill him than? Seems to be your specialty." I sneered, and she laughed.
"Because I was young and naïve at the time. Still learning the tricks of the trade." She explained. "When I learned he was dating one of your best friends, I did a little digging. I know the same people he knows, and when I found out he almost killed an innocent child, and tried to destroy, your best friends life, I knew his life needed to end."
"Don't make it sound like you did it for me." I said disbelievingly. "Don't try to downplay your role in the dozens of murders you've committed."
"That's the thing Jace." Clary said. "I did do it for you."
"I find that incredibly hard to believe." I scoffed.
"You don't get it do you?" She asked, but I said nothing. "Let me explain, you are probably my worst enemy in this world. DEA Agent, not someone I want to affiliate with. It would be my downfall, and I've created something magnificent."
"So why keep hanging out with me? Why lead me on?" I asked.
"Because I couldn't stop." She admitted. "I couldn't stop seeing you because I started to fall in love with you."
"Don't make a mockery out of this Clary." I said.
"I'm not." She insisted. "I grew up in this life, and I know how lonely it can get." She explained. "So when I met you, I wanted to be someone else. Someone you would be proud to be with, not someone you had to put in jail." She sighed. "I knew it was inevitable though. You would eventually find out, and have to obey the law, and I didn't know how to handle that."
"So you were never going to tell me?" I asked.
"It crossed my mind, but you were safer this way." Clary said. "You and your friends were not allowed to be touched by anyone, or they would have to deal with me."
"How thoughtful of you." I said sarcastically.
"Make fun of it as you wish, but you don't know how many people are terrified of the repercussions of disobeying me." Clary said, her voice mad. "If they so much as shot at you, they were as good as dead."
"I have to turn you in Clary." I finally said.
"That's not going to happen Jace." She said. "I'm going to walk out that door, and you're going to pretend we never knew each other." She explained. "It's the easy way or the hard way."
"How kind of you to give me a choice." I mocked.
But she gave me this look, that made me want to do it the easy way, and my heart was telling me to do so.
"Just go." I eventually said.
"I am sorry Jace." She said, and before I knew it, she was gone. I hung my head and placed it in my hands. Everything for the past 2 years of my life had been a lie, and the woman who I was so in love with, wasn't who I thought she was. My phone started ringing, and I saw it was Alec.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Dude, where are you? You said you were going to check out that lead for The Circle, but you've been gone for hours." Alec said and I sighed.
"Yea, it was a bust. Nobody showed." I lied easily.
"You said it was good intel." Alec chastised.
"Even the mighty fall Alec." I simply said.
"Alright, well get back here. We got a new case." Alec said before hanging up. The Circle case would go cold once more, but this time it was all my fault. I walked out of that warehouse, disappointed, and hurt. I didn't just let The Circle go, but also the love of my life. That would forever haunt me.
Time Jump – Four Years Later
Clary POV:
Life has been a roller coaster these past 4 years, but I wouldn't change a single second of it. A couple weeks ago I just moved back to the States, and as much as I was going to miss everything about England, I was happy to be home. New York was familiar, and it felt amazing to be back.
Since my rebirth, I decided to take my talents and do some good with them, so when I got back I started looking for galleries that wanted new artist. Since New York is a very art enthusiastic city, I found a place in Brooklyn that wanted new talent, and I've loved being here, and creating things that people wanted to buy.
Since it was a Sunday, and pretty late in the evening, I was the only one here. We didn't do much business at night, and we were closing in an hour, so I didn't expect anyone to walk through those doors, so when it dinged, I was kinda surprised, and when I turned to greet the customer, my heart stopped.
"Clary." He breathed out.
"Jace." I whispered. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I saw your hair through the window." He said as he motioned towards the window. "What are you doing here?" He asked.
"I work here." I answered kinda lamely.
"What?" He asked, seriously surprised.
"I left." I said and his expression didn't change. "I thought about what you said, and I tried to forget and move on, but I couldn't. You were always in the back of my mind, and suddenly my work started getting so shitty, I mean I couldn't even draw anymore, and that's when I knew I had to leave." I explained.
"Leave how?" He asked.
"I handed it over to a trusted colleague, and I moved to England." I explained. "I spent 4 amazing years over there discovering myself, and I just moved back a couple weeks again."
"4 years?" He questioned and I nodded. "I can't believe it's been that long." He admitted, and I laughed.
"I know. Seems like yesterday we were in that warehouse." I said and he nodded. "How have you been?" I asked when the silence took over.
"I've been good." He said, and I nodded. "Busier than ever, but loving every second of it."
"That's really good to hear." I said, and he nodded, not saying another word. "How are Izzy and Christopher?" I asked stupidly.
"Amazing. He'll be 5 next week. Izzy is going all out." Jace laughed and I couldn't help but smile.
"That's amazing." I said, and he smiled.
"Yea, he's a great little dude. Wants to be a DEA agent when he gets older." He admitted.
"I can't imagine why." I laughed.
Silence yet again.
"Oh, I never introduced myself." I finally said.
"But Clary – "
"I'm Clary Fairchild." I cut him off as I extended my hand. "I'm a freelance artist." I finished, and he finally took my hand.
"Jace Herondale." He said. "DEA agent."
"Impressive." I said and he cracked a smile.
"Fairchild?" He questioned. Our hands still together.
"It was my mothers maiden name." I explained.
"It suits you." He said and I smiled.
"Thank you." Our hands were still clasped together.
"What kind of art do you do?" He asked, and I couldn't help but smile, knowing he was playing along.
"A wide variety, but I specialize in portraits." I said and he nodded.
"Are you in need for a model?" He asked, with his signature Jace smirk.
"Why? Do you know anyone?" I teased and he pulled me closer.
"Oh please, don't pretend you haven't already drawn me a thousand times." He scoffed and I looked into those golden eyes, and smiled.
"What are you doing tonight?" I than asked.
"Absolutely nothing." He said with a grin.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.
"It's a date."
Time Jump – Seven Years Later
Clary POV:
Seven years ago, I never thought my life could be this way. I never thought I'd fall in love all over again with Jace, and I never thought he'd forgive me for lying to him. We rebuilt what was already there, and we were stronger now because of it. Everything between us was absolutely perfect, and everything I hoped it would turn out to be.
Although Jace wasn't happy that I still had connections to The Circle, he knew that I couldn't give it up entirely, and now that it was a trust fund for our kids, he was more acceptable to it than before. Although my parents built the company, they still had a lot of personal money around for me, and although Jace can't separate the two worlds, I certainly can, and I know my kids are taken care of, and that's what really matters.
"Mommy!" I heard and I was brought out of my memories, as my little baby ran into my arms. "Mommy, daddy's job is so cool! I got to hang out with him and Aunt Izzy, and Uncle Alec all day!" She beamed.
"That's amazing baby. Did you catch any bad guys?" I asked as Jace walked in.
"She caught the baddest guy in our system, isn't that right baby?" Jace asked her.
"Yea! Daddy said he was uncatchable, but I caught him." She beamed and I couldn't help but laugh.
"You are an amazing little DEA Agent." Jace said proudly.
"Well, she is your daughter." I said and Jace smiled.
"Where are the little guys?" Jace asked, referring to our two little baby boys.
"Both asleep." I said. "Took them almost an hour to go down, but I'm not waking them up until they get up themselves." I said and he laughed.
"Hey baby, why don't you go play in the living room." Jace said to Aubree, who happily jumped off my lap and skipped into the other room. I knew that meant Jace needed to talk to me privately about something important.
"What's going on?" I asked once she was gone.
"The DEA wants me to go undercover." Jace said and my stomach dropped.
"You haven't been undercover in years. Since before Aubree was born." I said and he took a seat in front of me.
"I know, but they need me specifically." Jace explained.
"Why?" I asked, wanting to wrap my head around this.
"We've been after a mafia group for about 10 years now, and we finally got a sold lead, and a way to infiltrate." Jace explained. "The only thing is, it's the Russian mafia."
"And they need you because you speak Russian." I said finishing his explanation.
"They're sending Izzy and I in as a couple." Jace continued explaining.
"God, I hate this." I said honestly. "You'd think they way I grew up gave me tough skin, but not when it comes to my husband and the father of my kids." I said as a tear threatening to escape my eye.
"Hey." He said as he lifted my chin up so our eyes connected. "You'll never lose me."
"You and I both know how dangerous mafias can be. They are ruthless, I should know, I ran one for 7 years." I said and I saw the sadness in his eyes.
"The way you ran your drug cartel, and the way this guy runs his mafia are totally different. He isn't nearly as ruthless or heartless." Jace explained.
"You make me sound like a bitch." I laughed.
"I'm just saying, if I went undercover for you, I'd be dead, but this guy, this guy won't kill me." Jace said.
"How do you know this?" I asked.
"We've been after him for nearly 10 years Clare, we know him." Jace said and I nodded.
"How long do you think you'll be gone?" I asked.
"Iz and I want to be in and out." Jace said. "She doesn't want to be away from Chris or Dolly any more than I want to be away from Aubree, Carter, or Dean." He explained. "The longest we want this to last is 2 months."
"2 months. Okay. That's not that bad." I said taking it all in.
"If we can survive 4 years apart, than an undercover that lasted nearly a year and a half, I think 2 months is completely doable." Jace said so optimistically.
"We didn't have kids before Jace." I added. "That changes everything."
"Exactly. It'll make me fight through everything to get back here. No matter what." Jace said so wholeheartedly.
"I love you, and you better come back to us." I said and he kissed me. "And you better not do anything stupid with Izzy." I said and he laughed, although he knew I was serious.
"Izzy and I have had to act like a couple before. The farthest we go, is a kiss on the cheek or forehead. Trust me, we hate it as much as you do." Jace laughed because I knew he viewed her as a sister, and it was weird for them.
"I'm just making sure you know the deal." I said and Jace smiled.
"I only have eyes for you babe." Jace said before he pulled me into him.
"Mommy, daddy, Dean is crying." Aubree said as she walked into the kitchen.
"I'll go get him, and we'll go out for dinner." Jace said and Aubree cheered. Jace went to go grab Dean, while Aubree followed behind him, just like she always does. I took a deep breath and tried to put everything Jace just told me aside. Until he leaves, nothing has changed.
When he came back in, holding both Carter and Dean, while Aubree talked his ear off about something I couldn't get the smile off my face. Knowing this was my life, and no matter what obstacles were thrown at us, this was always how it was meant to be, made me more confident in everything Jace and I built together. We just had to take it one day at a time, which was something we were both good at. I mean, what else do you except from a DEA agent and a drug lord?
Authors Note:
So this story is from my own mind, and I hope you all enjoy it! Let me know what you all think and leave a review! I know the timeline of this story moves fast, but I didn't want to drag it out longer than it needed to be, so I made an executive decision to speed it up a little. Hope you enjoy!
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