A/N: There's two more chapters left in this story and I do plan on writing a sequel. I also have plans for another Clexa fic. I have never used a beta before and I have read some of your complaints about my grammar and spelling errors, so for my future fics I would like to know if anyone would like to beta for me. You can PM me or find me on tumblr, which can be found in my profile. I started writing for fun (honestly didn't think anyone would read this story) and I want my readers to enjoy it too and if this helps it be a little bit more enjoyable to read then I'm willing to do that for you. Thank you everyone for reading this silly story and for all the reviews and love.

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Chapter 18

"You really didn't have to do this." Clarke said even though she couldn't fight the smile that began forming on her face.

Once Clarke had settled in Lexa's suite when they returned to Paris from their trip, Lexa had surprised Clarke with a painting easel that she place near the large window in her living area.

It was hard for the blonde not to be touched by her girlfriend's sweet and thoughtful gesture, especially when she knows Lexa could shower her with random expensive gifts everyday. But this had meaning and that meant a lot to her.

"It's a welcoming present." Lexa said as she brings out a few canvases she ordered to set aside the easel. "I want you to be comfortable here. This is as much as your suite as it is mine."

"This is amazing. Thank you, Lexa." Clarke sends her an appreciative smile.

Lexa shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "I have a magnificent view of Paris from here, it was only fitting that someone took advantage of it."

"It is gorgeous." Clarke agrees as she looked out the window for a moment before walking over to Lexa. "But lately I found something more beautiful and has been the main subject of my drawings lately. "

"I have noticed this. And I find it creepy hence why I'm trying to help you find new inspiration." Lexa smiled at the blonde who was now standing in front of her.

"I can't help it." Clarke returned her smile. "I've never come across someone with such a delicate but sharp jawline."

Clarke's fingers came up to gently caress the outline of her jawbone.

"And your eyes." Clarke continued meeting her gaze, staring deeply finding herself getting lost in them. "I've never seem to be able to get the right shade of green. I also have trouble getting them to convey the same feeling I get when they look at me as if I'm the only person in the world."

Lexa swallowed hard as Clarke fingers moves ghostly over her lips. She was always in awe in the way Clarke describes her. It was a different kind of beauty from what she's heard most of her life.

"Let's not forget my favorite feature. Though I have perfected your lips on paper, I will never get tired of drawing how full and soft they are. Of course they never come close to the real thing." Clarke leaned forward and pressed her lips against the slightly taller woman, initiating a heated passionate kiss.

"Mmmm..." Lexa moaned licking her lips as she pulled away. "All this sweet talking gives me a tickle feeling inside that tells me you are up to something."

"I'm offended by your accusation." Clarke said unconvincingly while placing soft longing kisses on Lexa's slender neck.

"You sound completely offended." Lexa grinned at Clarke's attempt to seduce her while unconsciously leaning her head back to give her better access.

It seems as if the blonde hadn't realize that there wasn't a need to seduce her to have her way, Lexa would have done anything Clarke wanted. She simply had to ask and Lexa would move the moon to make it happen.

"I am." Clarke replied weakly.

Lexa gently lifts her chin up and away from her neck before giving the blonde an encouraging smile. "Just tell me."

Clarke groans and hides her face in Lexa's shoulder. "It's my mom."

Lexa furrowed her brow. "I thought you said she was okay-"

"She is." Clarke said quickly as she pulled away to look up at her, not wanting Lexa to get the wrong idea. "I mean you guys never had a real conversation and just nod your head when you pass by each other but she isn't trying to convince me away from you or bad mouthing you, which is a good progression from what it was."

"Then what's the problem?" Lexa asked still not following the blonde.

"She wants to get to know you. On a more personal level. After she found out that I was moving into your suite, she had the sense that things between us are getting serious. And... I would like it if you two would get along." Clarke admits to the last part a bit quieter.

"I don't know Clarke." Lexa sighed pulling away. "I know she's not my biggest fan and I'm horrible at trying to get people to like me. Especially when I'm sleeping with their daughter. What if this is something that just gets worst?"

"Trust me." Clarke grabs Lexa's hands, rubbing her thumb soothingly against hers. "After she spends time with you, she's going to love you. You are very charming when you want to be."

Lexa was afraid to disappoint Clarke if things turned out not what the blonde was expecting. She can see the hope in the blonde's eyes that she would get along with her mother, but Lexa just couldn't see that happening. She doesn't even get along with her own mother but she couldn't tell her girlfriend no. Clarke has become her weakness and she hate to admit it but she didn't mind the strong hold Clarke had over her.

Lexa exhaled heavily in defeat before lightly tapping on the blonde's bottom lip. "Stop pouting. I'll do it."

Clarke's face split into a grin before pressing her lips against Lexa's, rewarding her with a kiss. "You are the best."

Hopefully this doesn't turn out so disastrous that it causes Abby to jump back on the 'I hate Lexa train' because Clarke seems very optimistic about them forming a positive relationship and Lexa would hate to ruin that.

"Now that that's out of the way. I want to thank you for my present." Clarke whispered against her ear before dragging her by her hand towards the bedroom behind them.

During the board meeting the next day, Lexa's phone has gone off twice along with many texts messages. Apparently Murphy was desperate to tell her something and she couldn't deny that a part of her was a bit curious. She has been confused by his actions lately. It was as if he was trying to help her against Finn. She didn't know what to make of it, but she still didn't trust him. For all she knows, it could all be a part of Finn's next plan of attack.

"Lexa, can you stay behind? I would like to have a word with you." Anya asked her daughter after dismissing the board from their latest meeting.

Lexa sighed in discontent but remained seated while they waited until the room was clear.

"What did you want to speak to me about mother?" Lexa asked impatiently wanting this conversation to be as short as possible.

"I wanted to invite you to speak with me for our formal and official announcement of the merger." Anya said getting right to it.

When there wasn't any negative headlines on any magazines that usually accompanies her daughter while she went on one of her adventurous trips, Anya was proud and it gave her the confidence to give Lexa more trust and responsibility. Costia hasn't been an issue lately and she figure Lexa had something to do with that also. And she personal made sure that Finn was taken care of. With those distraction out of the way, she was very happy with the turn around Lexa was making and her faith in her daughter to take over the business one day was rapidly growing.

"Seriously?" Lexa asked unable to hide her surprise.

"Yes." Anya answered confidently. "You've been working hard during the merger with Sky Airlines and I want you by my side when we make the announcement. We should do it together. You've earned it."

Lexa was baffled. This would make a big statement to everyone about her mother's intention of her involvement in the company in the future. Her mother was finally taking her seriously. Finally seeing what she was capable of and it created an indescribable feeling inside her.

"So, what do you say?" Anya asked.

Lexa stares at her for a moment before nodding her head once not knowing how else to respond.

"It's settle then. I have another meeting to attend. We'll talk about specifics later." Anya said before exiting the room leaving her daughter alone with a dumbfounded expression on her face.

When all she was left with was silence, Lexa took the moment to wrap her head around what just happened. And when realization kicked in, a huge smile appeared on her face.

A feeling of accomplishment washed over her and pride. It was similar to the feeling she gets when she wins one of her races.

Lexa shot up in her seat eager to share the exciting news to the one person that has become her...everything. She felt a tugging sensation in her heart at thought that she has finally found somebody that she can run to and share exciting news with.

In her haste to find Clarke, Lexa opened the door and accidentally bumped into someone causing them to drop the folder that was in their hands.

Lexa immediately kneels down to help gather the fallen sheets of paper that scattered the floor without looking who she bumped into.

"I apologize for my-" Lexa stood up and was shocked when she realized that the person she bumped into was Clarke's mother. "-carelessness."

"That's alright, Lexa." Abby replied.

The awkwardness quickly encompasses them. Neither one of them knew what to say to the other. Lexa was hits with a sudden clarity over Clarke's concern of them getting along.

"Here." Lexa handed over the stack of papers in her hand over to her.

"Thank you." Abby takes the stack before giving her a gracious smile.

Silence fills the air once again.

Lexa wanted to attempt a conversation with Abby for Clarke's sake but her mind went blank on what to start with.

"Well," Abby paused for a moment also not knowing what to say so she just nodded her head at Lexa before walking away.

Lexa sighed at what just happen was exactly what Clarke explain to her earlier.

"Wait!"

Lexa could just imagine the look of disappointment Clarke would give her if she witness this poor interaction she had with her mother.

She had to make a better effort.

"Clarke had spoken to me about your interest in getting to know me better." Lexa said walking towards her.

Abby nods her head in confirmation. "It's common for a mother to look out for her daughter and getting to know her...girlfriend. I just want to know if she's happy and in good hands."

"I can assure that Clarke's happiness is my main priority." Lexa said strongly while looking straight into her eyes. "I would like to invite you to dinner tonight at our place."

Abby raised her eyebrows in shock. "Are you cooking?"

Lexa answers with a nod of her head. "If after tonight I can't change your mind about me at least you'll have the best pork chops you'll ever have."

Abby smiled at the brunette's confidence.

"I look forward to it."

"Well then, we will see you tonight." Lexa said before walking away but before she could take another step, Abby called out to her.

"For the record, I'm really hoping that I was wrong about you." Abby told her and walked away before Lexa could respond.

Lexa watched as she walked away and thought maybe this wasn't going to be as bad as she thought it would be.

"I can't believe you offered to cook tonight. I was thinking we just go out to dinner." Clarke said as she push the cart down the aisle of the grocery store while Lexa was gathering the items that she needed for tonight's dinner.

"I figure an intimate setting would be more favorable for us than just taking her to a fancy restaurant. And plus we don't have to worry about those guys over there." Lexa nods her head behind them to the few paparazzi that have managed to find them.

"Yeah. And you want to win Abby over by impressing her with your culinary skills." Octavia chimed in throwing a box of cookies in Lexa's cart that Clarke was pushing.

"Stop throwing junk food in here." Lexa told her grabbing the box out of her cart and back on the shelf. That was like the fifth time Octavia has thrown something in her cart. She doesn't know why Octavia just didn't grab her own cart.

It was ridiculous that it took all four of them for a simple trip to the grocery store but as Lexa predicted the paps spotted her, so for safety Lincoln was needed and of course with Lincoln came Octavia. She should've just sent Lincoln out with a list of what she needed.

"We're not invited to this dinner, we need to eat too." Octavia argued grabbing another box of cookies.

Lexa rolled her eyes and Clarke smiled at her friend's childish behavior.

"Well, I'm impressed that your making a real effort tonight." Clarke said sliding up to her girlfriend. "Thank you for doing this, Lexa. Maybe if all goes well, you'll get lucky tonight."

"Oh, god. We're right here." Octavia grimaced as she recognized the look Clarke was giving Lexa. "And who are you kidding Clarke, you'll give it to her anyways. You have no self control."

"Lincoln. Stand to the left of me, please." Lexa instructed Lincoln, who without question complied.

"Why would you-" The words died on Octavia's tongue when she realized why Lexa made that unusual request. She watched as the brunette leaned forward and pulled her best friend into a passionate kiss.

Octavia furrowed her brow at the scene in front of her. "Do you often use my boyfriend as a shield to block the paps from taking pics of you guys making out? Really? You can't wait until you're in the privacy in your own room before swapping spit?"

Lexa reluctantly pulled away from Clarke and continued to do her shopping. "He was my bodyguard before he was your boyfriend."

"And I'm sure Lincoln doesn't mind watching us." Clarke joked and was rewarded when Lincoln's face turned bright red as her best friend's grew furious.

"This is wrongful use of an employee. He could sue." Octavia glared at them.

Lincoln shakes his head and placed a gentle hand on his girlfriend's shoulder in attempt to calm her. "Octavia, I'm not going to-"

"See, he likes it." Clarke said with a cheeky smile. She couldn't help but rile her friend up. It was payback for all the flirting she does with Lexa in her presence trying to make her jealous.

"Do you?" Octavia turns to her boyfriend with her hands on her hips.

Lexa laughed at how dramatic Octavia was being. She felt bad for Lincoln who was having trouble defending himself to his girlfriend.

"Just a word of advice, those guys are always watching." Lexa gestures to the flashing cameras outside. "Maybe you can save the lover's quarrel for when you are in the privacy of your own room. Don't want to give them a bad impression."

Octavia huffed grabbing another random box of cookies as they walked by and dumping them in the cart. "I'm getting these freaking cookies."

"I thought you said you were going to help me cook dinner?" Lexa asked the blonde who was sitting on the counter and out of Lexa's way, drawing in her sketch book. "And please tell me that's not another drawing of me."

Clarke didn't look up from her sketch book. "It's not. It's the cute check out boy that we saw at the store earlier. He had gorgeous dimples, I couldn't resist adding him to my collection of drawings of beautiful people."

Lexa let out a small humorous laugh at the obvious lie. She had already sneaked a peek of it earlier. "You're a regular Jack Dawson."

Clarke shrugged. "If that's the case, maybe you'll let me draw you naked one day."

"I will if you would help with these carrots." Lexa said before tasting her sauce she made for the pork chops.

"Nope." Clarke shakes her head. "Not after this morning fiasco of how you scolded me on how I was eating my banana incorrectly-"

"I didn't scold, I was informing you-" Lexa corrected.

"-therefore I refused to help you with anything in the kitchen. You'll probably criticized the way I sliced something as simple as carrots." Clarke finished.

"Luckily for you I don't need them sliced. I just need you to wash and peel them." Lexa quipped.

"Nuh-uh. You're on your own. Unless you apologize." Clarke grinned playfully swinging her legs that were dangling off the counter.

Lexa put the pork chops in the oven and wiped her hands clean before making her way over to Clarke.

"One. I hate apologizing. And two. Why should I apologized for something that I was right about?" Lexa asked. "You don't peel a banana starting from the stem-"

Clarke put her sketch book to her side and groaned loudly successfully stopping Lexa's rant. "Does it really matter if the end result is the same?"

"I suppose not. But it's just simpler from the other end-hmph." Lexa grunted when Clarke stopped her again but this time by wrapping her strong legs around her girlfriend's waist and pulling her body flushed against hers.

"You are so cute when you get so serious about the smallest things." Clarke said softly as she wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck.

Lexa's hands found it's way on the blonde's bare thigh, slowly moving upwards.

"Cute, huh?" Lexa whispered resting her forehead against Clarke while staring intensely at her lips.

"Yeah." Clarke brushed her nose softly against Lexa's. "Why don't you tell me more about this amazing technique."

"Well..." Lexa trailed both her hands from the blonde's thigh, slowly passed her stomach until she reached her breast. "...The first thing is to squeeze..." Lexa gave the breast her hands a firm squeeze to emphasize her point. She grinned when she noticed Clarke fighting back her moan. "...the correct end."

"And then you pinch and peel a side..." Lexa easily undid a button on Clarke's blouse. "...and then another." She popped another button and continued on until she undid all of them.

Clarke guided Lexa's chin back up to her but just as she was about to make sweet contact with those gorgeous plump lips, there was a knock on the door.

Clarke whined and dropped her head on Lexa's shoulders in frustration. Lexa sighed softly and sweetly kissed the side on the blonde's head.

"Your mother has impeccable timing." Lexa grabbed her hips, helping Clarke off the counter.

Clarke fixed her blouse before moving towards the door. "I'll answer it."

"And I'll get on those carrots that you've bailed on." Lexa said. She smiled when she received a light smack on her behind as the blonde walked by.

Clarke was feeling really good about tonight, especially with all the extra effort Lexa put into this dinner. It made her fall in love with her even more than she already was. She's confidant her mom will change her opinion of Lexa after spending some time with her and get to know her girlfriend outside of the office.

"Hey mom." Clarke greeted when she opened the door. "Come in."

"Hi sweetie." Abby wraps her arms around her daughter for a small hug. "It smells amazing in here."

"It's all Lexa's doing." Clarke smiled before heading back into the kitchen and motion for her mother to do the same.

Abby followed her daughter while also taking in Lexa's suite and the first thing that caught her eyes with the easel next to the large windows. Clarke has always been very reserved about her artwork and she is shocked to find just how she is comfortable with Lexa to paint out in the open like this. As much as she doesn't like Lexa, she would have to be blind not to see how happy Clarke has been around these last couple of weeks.

"Hello Mrs. Griffin. Dinner will be ready soon. I had a slight delay." Lexa said as Abby stood on the opposite side of the kitchen island.

Clarke rolled her eyes and begrudgingly took the carrots out of Lexa's hands who was getting ready to wash them herself. "I don't want any complaints if I do this wrong."

"I wouldn't dare." Lexa replied as her mouth curled into a half smile.

"Do you need any help?" Abby offered. "I'm more of a breakfast expertise but I'm sure I can handle something simple."

Lexa felt a small nudge on her elbow from Clarke. She looked at the blonde who was giving her an encouraging smile.

"You can help with the salad." Lexa replied.

"That sounds simple enough."

Lexa quickly went over the rundown of the recipe to Abby but after that the kitchen grew quiet. Each focused on their own task.

After a few minutes, Abby was the one to break the silence. The purpose of their dinner tonight was for her to get to know Lexa, not make her uncomfortable.

"So Lexa, I heard that Anya has asked you to join her in making the announcement about the merger."

"Yes, I was-"

"Wait what?" Clarke's hands stilled under the running water as she turned to look at Lexa with a shocked expression on her face.

Lexa smiled at her. "I meant to tell you earlier-"

Lexa was cut off again when Clarke pulled her into a crushing hug while also getting the back of her neck wet because the blonde didn't think to wipe her hands dry from washing the carrots but it didn't bother Lexa.

"I'm so proud of you." Clarke whispered against her shoulder.

Abby watched Lexa returned the hug with a soft smile on her face. Abby was surprised to witness this type of display from Lexa. The way she wrapped her arms around Clarke was as if she was just melting into the hug but there was also a slight protectiveness with it. It was completely different to the cold and stoic person she was around the office.

Clarke feels Lexa pull away and sees her through her a quick glance in her mother's direction, subtly reminding her that they had an audience.

"I'm sorry mom, I just really happy for Lexa. She's worked really hard."

"I'm sure she has."

Clarke could see Lexa slightly tense next to her letting her know that she took her mother's words the wrong way. Abby must have noticed it too because she quickly spoke up to clarify her statement.

"That came out wrong. I didn't mean it like that Lexa. Sky Airlines really appreciate everything Ton DC has done for us especially Anya and yourself. Our companies really work well together."

Lexa threw her a tight smile and nodded her head not wanting to ruin the night.

"I should check on those pork chops, they should be done."

Clarke squeezed her hand once more before she walked away, subtly thanking her for being the bigger person.

Abby didn't know what she expected the outcome to be from tonight's dinner. She doubt spending a night with Lexa was going to change her opinion of her just like that but Clarke was adamant about her getting to know Lexa.

The dinner Lexa prepared was delicious but she couldn't let that sway her over. But watching the two act around each other all night might. She has never seen her daughter smile this much in her life. The kind of smile that reaches her eyes and the way she looks at Lexa as if she was the only one in the world. The same could be said about the way Lexa returns that look.

She smiles to herself as it made her think about her late husband and the way he made her feel.

Jake would approve of Lexa even though she hate to admit it. Not that Clarke need their approval. She would always do what she wanted. But he would approve just because Lexa makes Clarke happy.

All he wanted was for Clarke to be happy and feel loved.

Tonight's dinner helped her realize that was most important.

She can only hope that Lexa didn't hurt her daughter.

"She seemed different tonight. Are you sure that was your mother that we just had dinner with?" Lexa asked, her face twisted in confusion as Clarke came to join Lexa in the living area after saying goodbye to Abby for the night.

Clarke couldn't help but me amused by how adorably perplexed Lexa looked.

"I told you, she just needed to spend some time with you. Get to know the real you."

Dinner went better than expected. Clarke was impressed by both Lexa and her mom trying to engage with each other and really take a genuine interest in getting to know the other. She didn't realized how happy it made her seeing them getting along.

"She invited me to stay at your beach house when I start making my trips to California." Lexa stated still confused.

Clarke laughed and put her arms around Lexa's neck. "I'll have to admit, that shocked me as well, but I know deep down my mom wants what's best for me. Maybe tonight helped her see that what's best for me is you."

A hint of a smile began to form on Lexa's lips as she wrapped her arms around Clarke's waist pulling her closer.

"I just want to make you happy, Clarke."

"I've never been more happier than when I'm with you." Clarke whispered against her lips.

Lexa kisses her and smiles into it when Clarke's tongue immediately comes to play seeking her own. Moving languidly and passionately. Lexa allows it for a moment but pulls away, despite Clarke's protest, before they get carried away as usual.

"Would you still be happy, if I asked you to help me with the dishes?" Lexa joked ignoring the blonde's pout.

Clarke playfully rolled her eyes and let out an over-exaggerated sigh. "If I must."

Lexa laughed as Clarke grumbled softly as she leads them towards the kitchen.

A couple of days later, Lexa was able to find some time and sneak away from the board room with the endless meetings for a few hours.

She walked the streets of Paris alone, slightly undressed from her usual attire to hide her identity from any paps snooping around. A hat, sunglasses, jeans and a hoodie usual does the trick. If she's careful.

It was such a beautiful day that she wished Clarke was with her. Honestly, she always wanted to be with Clarke. It seemed like she couldn't get enough of her gorgeous girlfriend.

But this trip required her to act solo.

She was heading to a small cafe where she was meeting with the photographer that took a picture of her and Clarke on their first date.

She immediately spots him sitting at one of the tables located in front of the Cafe.

"Mr. Brown, thank you from meeting with me." Lexa said as she takes the seat across from him.

"It's my pleasure, Miss Woods."

"Just Lexa, is fine. Do you have what we've talked about?" Lexa asked unable to restrain the excitement in her voice.

"I do." He grabbed the box that was on the ground next to him and placed it on the table. "I must say, this has to be one of my favorite photo I have ever taken."

Lexa slowly opens the box to take a peek as she could no longer fight her curiosity. A small smile graced her face as she sees a beautifully framed picture of herself and Clarke on their romantic boat ride. The moment that was perfectly captured in the photo was when they were looking into each other's eyes as if nothing around them existed. The background was well lit provided by the street lights causing everything from the night sky to calm waters to be beautifully detailed and elicit a warmness to it.

"You and your girlfriend make a lovely couple. Is this a gift for her?" He asked.

"Yeah." Lexa answered absentmindedly still captivated by the photo.

"I'm sure she'll love it."

Lexa nodded her head in agreement and looked up at him. "This is amazing. Thank you, it's exactly what I wanted. You are very talented in your craft."

He smiled at the compliment. "I was just at the right place at the right time. But I'm glad that you like it."

"How much do I owe you?"

He immediately shakes his head and gestures for her to stop reaching inside her jacket. "No, no...I couldn't."

"Please." Lexa insisted with her checkbook in her hands. "I must."

"Like your bodyguard said, it wasn't my picture to take. I'm just glad it all work out in the end and you are not angry or upset. I've heard that the paparazzi doesn't really give you any breathing room."

Lexa gave him an appreciated smile for his understanding. She really liked him and glad that he was very respectful towards her wishes.

"So, I really can't let you pay me for any of-"

"I asked you to print it and frame it for me, let me at least pay for your troubles." Lexa interrupted him.

The persistency in her voice won him over. He sighs and nods his head signaling her to go on and write the check, which she probably would have done without his permission anyway. It shouldn't be more than fifty euros, so when she handed him the check and he saw the figure that was written, his eyes almost popped out of his socket..

"This is too much." He said trying to give it back to her. "I can't accept this."

"This picture is worth more to me than you'll know and you'll insult me if you don't deposit that check." Lexa replies with a stern look on her face daring him to argue with her.

He visible gulped under her stare and knew that Lexa Woods was probably someone you don't want to mess with and he definitely didn't want to find out what happens when you get on her bad side.

"It's very generous." He says finally accepting the check. "I hope you and your girlfriend have a happy future together. She seems really special to you."

"Thank you." Lexa said as she stood up from her seat watching him mirror her action and shook his hand. "We will be in touch again."

He smiled to himself and felt honored that she liked his work. "Until next time."

Lexa nodded her head and he took that as a cue to make his leave. When he was out of sight, Lexa returned to her seat and went back to admiring her purchase. She must have been sitting there for awhile because she didn't realize someone had taken a seat that was once occupied across from her.

"Well isn't that cute. Who knew you were so romantic."

Lexa clenched her jaw at the sound of Murphy's voice.

"I ignore your calls so you've decided to stalk me?" Lexa glared at him, finally taking her eyes away from the frame photo in her hands.

Murphy laughed. "Stalked is a stretch. Did you really think you were that unrecognizable under that hat and with this whole low key get up?"

"Did you really think that I didn't notice you following me since I left the hotel?" Lexa retorted raising her eyebrows at him.

"We need to talk." Murphy said.

"No, we don't."

"Finn is-"

"I don't care." Lexa interrupted him. "I'm done with that prick. And if he knew what was good for him, he should learn not to mess with me."

"Look, he's pissed that you've ruin his career and believes that you've taken Clarke from him and has been planning to get his revenge on you. I've managed to convince him to make a deal with you instead which I promise you he won't win."

Lexa narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "Why are you trying to help me against Finn? Aren't you his best friend?"

Murphy chuckled. "No, he's not my friend. More of an employer. I have a rough history and I needed money when I met him. I've done some shady shit but I can never be okay with what his done and what he wants to do to you."

"Well, you can tell your employer that I have no interest in making any deals with him."

"He's going to go after Clarke. Do you really want her to always have to be looking over her shoulder's everywhere she goes? Are you going to hire a bodyguard for Clarke, you know she wont like that." Murphy told her.

Lexa felt her blood boiling at the thought of Clarke getting threaten or even worse hurt.

"What's the deal?"

"A race." Murphy answered. "You versus him. It always killed him that he could never beat you. And if you win, he'll never bother you and Clarke again."

Lexa stared at him and pursed her lips. "And if he wins?"

"You have to break up with Clarke." Murphy shrugged his shoulders like it was not a big deal.

Lexa scoffed and leaned back in her chair.

"It's not like it's going to happen. I mean when has he ever beat you?" Murphy continued.

Lexa looks down at the picture of Clarke and herself and runs her finger softly over Clarke's image. This would never go over well with the blonde.

"I can't." Lexa replied rising from her chair and placed the picture back in the box.

"What?" Murphy asked looking at her with confusion on his face. "It's an easy win. Even with your messed up leg."

"My leg is fine." Lexa gritted through her teeth.

"Then what's the problem?"

"Are you telling me a race is all Finn wants in order for him to disappear from the face of the earth? Are you telling me that you believe that it would happen if I win?" Lexa asked him.

She now sees how ridiculous this whole feud is between them and can't believe she has fallen into his games in the past.

"He will keep his word. I'll make sure of it."

Lexa shakes her head. "Yeah? And what are you going to do?"

"I have my ways. A last resort I don't really want to go through with and it's better if you didn't know. Which I won't have to, if you would just race the bastard." Murphy said trying to convince her. "Lexa, this race can end it all. You and Clarke can live happily ever."

Murphy can see that she was contemplating and believe he was getting through to her.

He stood up from his chair and looked her in the eye. "You know, he hired Scarlett from your trip to Whistler."

Lexa furrowed her brows at this.

"She was suppose to give you a faulty bike and lead you to an isolated track. But she couldn't go through with it because she was captivated by your charm like most girls are." Murphy rolled his eyes at how easily Lexa can get girl's attention. "She only messed with the track, so Finn wouldn't be too pissed off that she failed."

Lexa tighten her jaw. She never even expected Scarlett apart of one of Finn's plan to hurt her and realized that Murphy is right. She needed to end this. "When do we do this?"

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