Authors Note- Hey guys just wanted let you know about the updating. I'll try to post every month if not more, but no guarantees.Also, let me know if you want a Jace POV. I haven't really got a chance to add one, but in coming chapters, he's going to be much more present! Don't forget to review!

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Chapter 3

Clary POV

Clary's phone pinged, signaling that Jace's driver was outside waiting for her. She sighed and grabbed one of her suitcases to begin the treacherous journey down the stairs because the elevator was broken.

Parked right outside of her apartment was a black Cadillac Escalade, sketchy tinted windows and all. Upon seeing her arrival, out stepped a middle-aged man in a black suit. His rugged good looks and dancing eyes would have made any girl swoon back in high school, Clary was sure.

" The names Lucian Greymark, I'm Jace's driver. Clarrisa Fray, is it?" He said, shaking her hand.

" Nice to meet you Mr. Greymark, I-" Clary was cut short as Lucian let out a deep chuckle.

" Lucian will be just fine missy. Now, what were you saying?" Clary was liking this Lucian more and more every passing second.

" I have one more suitcase and a bag upstairs. If you don't mind, I'm just going to run up and get them." Clary stated, turning to the building once more.

" I'll have none of that. Now you go and get comfortable in the car and I'll bring them right out."

" Thank you Mr. Greym- Lucian. It's on the seventh floor, number 714." Clary replied as they went their separate ways. Inside the Cadillac, the seats were covered with smooth black leather and a console with so many buttons and switches it made Clary's head hurt was nestled in the front. She climbed in, and placed her messenger bag beside her, feeling slightly uncomfortable sitting in a strangers car all alone.

Eventually, Lucian returned, lifting her suitcase and duffel bag as if they were nothing. He threw them in the bag before getting into the front and starting up the car. As they smoothly pulled onto the street. Clary looked back at the building, feeling a little lost as the familiar place shrank until they turned the corner.

The whole car ride there was filled with easy conversation, Lucian telling her about his employment under Jace, steering clear of dangerous the topics that came with talking about work. Faster than Clary had realized, they pulled up outside a monstrously large house that could probably eat Clary's apartment as an appetizer.

The ginormous has was built on a hill that sloped down to a road that divided their property from an open field of a multitude of colours. The driveway was under the protection of the trees that ringed the property, and it snaked from the road to the garage that was separate from the mansion. Steps made of large flat rocks with flowers on each side connected the driveway to the front porch.

Clary sucked in a breath as she got out of the car. More like fell out, considering how high it was for her vertically challenged body to manage. She heard Lucian telling her to go right in, saying that he would grab her bags. As she timidly made her way down the stairs towards the door, her heart rate picked up, nervousness and anxiety knawing at her insides. When she pushed open the door, her breath caught. The was the biggest house she had ever been into hands down. From the doorway, it opened out into a large foyer, with a hallway branching off on the left, as well as a library next door. The grand staircase went straight down into the living room with a 30ft high ceiling. Large glass windows gave a great view to the field across the street, slightly covered by the champagne drapes.

Clary peered around, unsure of whether she should go looking for Jace or stay put in the entrance for Lucian. Before she could decide for herself, the very man himself appeared from the library, frowning with a phone to his ear. He looked up and his eyes widened slightly when he realized who she was. With a quick turn on his heel, he retreated to the library and said his farewells.

" Ah Clarissa, as you can see, I wasn't expecting you to arrive so early. No matter. You can leave your shoes by the door an follow me into the library. Clary did as she was instructed. The library joint to Jace's study it seemed, and it was filled with just as many, if not more books than the previous room had.

" Let's get down to business, shall we?" He said as Clary took a seat in the chair in front of his desk.

" As you know you will be looking after my three nieces and my nephew. Their parents have just passed away in February, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't bring it up with or around them. Next, terms." He shuffled tidied a few papers up on his desk before continuing. " You will be working throughout the week. You must cook, clean, as well as tend to the children. You don't need to worry much about dropping or picking them up, because they fall in the bus area. Laundry and cleaning are all up to you. You should not be going out without good reasons while you're working. Don't worry though, you're free from Friday 6:00 PM to Saturday 6:00 PM. No earlier or later. You are not permitted to bring anyone here without my consent, and I don't care what you do or where you stay on Friday night, as long as you stay out of trouble. Failure to comply will result in termination of the contract. Understood?" Clary nodded her head, trying to absorb everything he was saying before she went and got herself fired in the first week.

" As you already know, there are four of them. The eldest, Emmiline, but we just call her Emmy. She's 13 years old. Then comes Ezra, who's 11. Next is Laurel, 6 years old. Lastly is Lucky, or Lu, who's 3. Here's a schedule of all their activities throughout the week. Every other weekend, like this one, they spend with my parents. They know how to drive, so they're fine with picking and dropping them off."

" For their meals, they can eat just about anything except for Laurel, because she has a peanut allergy. Try to make sure they're getting enough of each food group, and ordering takeout is not acceptable often. Let's not forget about your dressing attire. As long as it covers you and you can get your work done in it, I don't really care what you wear. On your days off, you may wear what you like, as long as the kids don't see you. You will address as me as Mr. Herondale, whether you're working or off. Is that clear?" He stated, giving me a pointed look. I nodded and he sighed, running a hand down his face.

" I'm sorry its a lot to take in, but it's very important that you retain everything. Do you have any questions?" He inquired.

" No, not really. Actually, yes. Am I allowed to take the kids anywhere with me?"

" Good question. As long as its age appropriate and safe, then yes. You may use the Audi Q7. I'll show you around and let you get settled."

Clary trailed behind him as he showed her the kitchen and adjoined dining room, ( which was twice as big as her old bedroom) the living room, bathrooms, the kids' bedrooms, and so on. Thanks to the house being built on a slope, the house had a total of four floors, though the top one and bottom two were not as big as the main one. Lastly, Jace directed her to her room, which was just after the three steps leading to the third floor. It was close to the kitchen and near the kids' rooms so she could attend to them.

When she stepped inside, her mind went blank. The room had no windows because it was semi-underground, but the colors took care of that. The walls were a nice aqua and all of the furniture was white or gold to complement it. A queen-sized bed sat in the middle of the room, with an ombre duvet going from white to the same aqua that hung on the walls. By the foot of the bed was a fuzzy aqua carpet sprawled across the mahogany flooring.

For the first time in the short period of time Clary had known him, Jace actually looked nervous. He looked at the floor before stealing a glance at her, trying to gauge her reaction. " If you, don't like it, I get it redone. It won't be a problem." He said sheepishly.

" Oh no, not at all Mr. Herondale. This is perfect." Clary said hurriedly as she took another step into the room and did a 360. She then noticed that all of her stuff was tucked neatly beside the white desk and chair. Clary made a mental note to thank Lucian later.

" Okay then. I'll just leave you to get settled. On your schedule, the time of each meal is listed. If you need anything, feel free to contact Lucian, and if it's important, me. But try not to call me during work." Jace said before leaving Clary to her own thoughts and stuff to unpack.