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Chapter Six: A Dose of Reality

LPOV:

Luke was on cloud 9 after his date with Clary and her kissing him. He didn't even care that today she will be going back to the school and the Herondale kid will be there. He looked up at her as she descended the stairs making her way to the truck.

"Morning" She whispered biting her bottom lip and Luke reached up and tugged it from between her teeth.

"Good Morning Beautiful. Ready to start your day?" He asked handing her a steaming cup of coffee. The cup read 'Java Jones' on it making Clary smile.

"Oh, so you were listening to me when I bragged about my insane coffee addiction to Java Jones," Clary says swirling the coffee before taking a sip. "Yum! Black just like my soul."

Luke smiled before scratching the back of his head. "I was hoping it will soften you up actually."

Clary cocks an eyebrow. "Why do I need softening up Lucian? Did you do something already?"

"Well…."

"Oh, Christ. What did you manage to do in 8 hours that would need me to be softened up after last nights date?" Clary says tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

Luke hits the car twice and the backdoor pops open. A guy hops out of the sedan in the same uniform as clary. His tan skin was a weird contrast behind it. Black glasses hide his light brown eyes and he smiles at Clary.

"This is Jordan Kyle. He is a student and a trained bodyguard. He is your bodyguard." Luke says never breaking eye contact.

"I need a bodyguard now? Why?" Clary asks turning to stick her hand out for Jordan to shake. "Nice to meet you."

"I rather not risk you being kidnapped by a Herondale or worse they kill you for running with the wolves."

Clary's eyes tun wide as she takes in his words. "They will kill me? For honoring the promise to you."

"Clary they will kill you because they can't have you or the power your family has."

"What power? My family owns nothing but the brownstone in new york and that's all." Clary rolls her eyes and takes another generous sip.

"Clary your grandparents own half of Idris. They are leaving everything to you when they pass. So subsequently you own half of Idris and the Herondales own the other half."

"So if they get me to marry that jerk…. They will own everything?"

:"Yes, they will."

Well, sorry guys! This is short and simple. Next chapter will be longer.

Until next time,

Kiss Kiss Babes;)!