You guys wouldn't believe what happened! I had the story all ready, proof read and i was making a few more adjustments when suddenly! i accidentally deleted it! there was no way of getting it back! i had to rewrite the chapter again! i was so mad! But now it's finished and i can post. So please enjoy!

Chapter 11

Unexpected Party

Alec sat on Magnus's brilliant blue bed, legs crossed and watched as his partner had a heated discussion on the phone with Woolsey.

"I have no connections with him. We don't have to attend." He was taken aback when Magnus cursed a great deal on the phone before agreeing to whatever it was and slammed the phone shut. He growled in annoyance, running a hand through his gelled hair and turned to look at his lover.

"What was that about?"

"Sorry, my father's in town." There was much distaste in his voice. "And Woolsey wants me to go to his party."

"You don't sound too keen on going so why did you agree?"

"Politics and it's good for business." Magnus sighed and sat beside Alec.

"When is it?"

"This Friday" Magnus groaned at the thought and leaned his head against his lover's shoulder."It's going to be so boring, and, I had planned on wooing you over the weakened." Alec laughed and ran a hand through his hair in comfort.

"It's okay, I'm sure you'll find something to do." Magnus bit his lip when a sudden thought came to his mind. Without warning, he straddled Alec's hip and nuzzling his nose in the other boy's neck and twined their fingers together.

"Hey Alec," He started slowly trying to distract the boy.

"Yes?" Alec wrapped his arms around his lover and slid his hand across the lower back.

"I was just wondering…" Magnus continued and began nipping at Alec's neck playfully while his hand tugged lightly at his hair. "Since the party will be so dull," The cunning boy pushed Alec down onto the bed and parted his lips, his tongue licking Alec's earlobe. Alec shivered as Magnus' hot breath came beside his ear.

"Magnus, you're stalling." Alec managed. Magnus pulled back enough so that Alec could see his pout face.

"Will you come with me?" Alec let out a laugh.

"Good one" When the expression didn't leave Magnus's face, Alec released his lover. "You're serious."

"Please-" Magnus started but Alec was already pushing him off so he could sit up.

"No, absolutely not." Alec said firmly.

"Please, I promise I won't make you dance."

"It's not about that," Alec started.

"Then what?"

"This is your father's party. That would mean me meeting him and I don't know if I can do that." Alec confessed.

"And you won't have to meet him. He'll be so caught up in work you probably won't even see him." Alec fell grim at the thought of seeing Magnus' father. What if he didn't approve? What if he causes Magnus more problems like he did with Camille? Also this was a business meeting, he wouldn't fit in after all, he was just a kitchen boy.

"I don't know…" Alec said and looked at his lover.

"Please…" Magnus batted his long eyelashes and continued to whimper like an abandoned puppy. There was a long staring contest before Alec caved in.

"Fine," Magnus's eyes beamed in an instant and he threw himself on Alec causing him to fall back onto the bed. "But I don't have a suit" He gasped, the weight momentarily leaving him breathless.

"That's alright; you can borrow Woolsey's again." Magnus said propping himself on his elbow so not to crush the boy any further.

"It seems like only yesterday I was borrowing his clothes."

"Yes, and a good thing at that or else you and I would have never met."

"We probably would have met but you wouldn't have talked to me." Magnus gave him a cross look.

"That's not true Alexander, you are very captivating." Magnus said staring into his blue eyes and in that moment, Alec believed him. Magnus was about to kiss him when Alec turned away.

"Hey Magnus?"

"What?" His voice was muffled since it was nuzzled in Alec's neck.
"What do you live by?" Alec asked suddenly.
"What?" Magnus asked pulling away genuinely caught off guard.
"What do you stand on? How do you support yourself?"
"What are these questions coming from?" Alec shrugged.
"I want to know why you're not in good terms with your father. Actually, just want to know about you. Strip away your money, your sense of fashion, what are you left with?" Magnus sighed and sat up, Alec following, and ran a hand through his hair.

"Alec, my history is no walk in the park. It wasn't and won't ever be a happy story."
"Tell me anyway." Magnus sighed again and there was a long pause before he spoke.
"My father fooled around, a lot. He dated, slept and cheated on a lot of women. But there was one woman, half Dutch and half Indonesian, who captivated him. They had a lot of affairs together but eventually, he became extremely obsessed with her and she left him. By the time she found out she was pregnant, she had already began to see someone else. She said the baby was his and the two settled down on a farm, away from the crowded cities and it was quiet, peaceful. Then, she had me." Alec could hear Magnus draw in a ragged breath.
"Magnus," He started but Magnus raised a hand motioning him to be quiet.

"I'm not found of telling this, but because you asked I will tell you."

"Sorry," Alec mumbled. Magnus took his hand and gave it a light squeeze.
"Anyway, my mom freaked out. She knew the baby wasn't his because of these." He said using two fingers to point to his gold-green eyes. "They were just like his. She never told me or my step-dad that I was the other man's child. She did her best to keep it a secret but one day, she broke. She hung herself in the barn."
"Magnus s-stop" Alec whispered but Magnus ignored him, as if he never spoke.
"My step-dad found a note explaining everything and he brought me to the lake that was behind the barn. He told me I wasn't his son and made me look at our reflection in the lake. The next thing I knew, my face was being pressed into the water. I tried to claw him off but it was no use, he was much stronger than me. I desperately searched around the lake to find something that could help me and eventually, my hand came around a stone. With as much force as I could, I pushed myself out of the water, turned around and slammed the stone across his head. My lungs ached and my vision was blurry but I saw him stir and without thinking, I struck him again and he stopped moving altogether. I was so exhausted and shocked that I black out." Alec placed a hand over his mouth and he found that he couldn't look at Magnus in the face. Feelings of loathing, resentment and sympathy overwhelmed him that his eyes began to water.

"The next thing I know, I'm waking up in a hospital and my biological father is next to me." Magnus gave a harsh laugh with no humor.
"Life wasn't any better. The moment I had reached an appropriate age i told him i wanted to leave but my father told me I had to follow his line of work. It wasn't much of an option but I took it anyway and became a whole new person. I bought jewelry, expensive brand of clothing, anything just so I could hide the naked me who had been deprived of any sort of love. So who am I? I don't know." There was a long pause before Alec found his voice.

"That's so awful. No one should like the way you did… As a parent, it's their responsibility to love their child not- not…" The boy trailed off still unable to look at his lover. A gentle hand came under his chin and he was forced to look at Magnus.

"I'm over it." He smiled but his eyes were somber. Alec leaned in and planted a gentle, loving kiss on his partner.

"So, if you weren't forced to work for your father, what would you have wanted to do?" The sadness in his eyes faded and shifted back to normal.

"I've always wanted to live on a vineyard in France." Alec raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Really?"

"Why not?" Magnus asked.

"I don't know, I guess I never really pictured you in a white cotton shirt and trousers, working in the fields." He said lightly.

"Alexander!" Magnus choked a laugh and hit Alec in the arm with his fist.

"Ow!" But he couldn't help laugh along.

Just like in those horror movies, there seemed to be dark cloud hovering over the Bane Manor. Magnus pulled up to the iron gate that led to the manor and noted that everything was still in its place; the lawn artificial green and the rose bushes trimmed around the manor. He had told himself there was nothing to be afraid of, that he hadn't seen his father in years but he couldn't push back the memories of his childhood and they weren't good ones. He remembered how his father had forced him to learn literature, mathematics; U.S history and linguistics. He was not allowed to attend school so he was deprived of any social contact. There were servants of course, but he was not allowed to associate with them and vise versa. He then remembered the times when he hadn't done something right and his father became livid with him. Very livid. He shivered involuntarily.

"Are you okay?" Magnus blinked and looked at Alec. He looked nervous but his eyes held more concern. Magnus gave a weak smile and placed a hand over the other boy's cheek.

"I'll be fine. Besides, you're with me." Alec knew there was a hidden meaning behind his words and he wanted to ask but he knew Magnus would be quick to doge the issue so Alec dropped it.

There was so much more to the house but the party was being held in the far left wing of the house. Magnus and Alec made their way to the party and there was a door man that offered to take their coats. Inside the manor, the tapestries were forest green and outlined in gold. In the common room, there was a stone fire mantle with a warm fire going. Around the fire were cream colored sofas that faced each other and were being occupied by a woman in a formal gown and a man in evening dress, lightly chatting amongst each other. In the center of the room was a grand, crystal chandelier hanging brilliantly above them. Overhead was a wide grand staircase and Magnus pointed out that it led to the balcony.
There were many guests dressed formally and talking amongst one another in different corners of the room. Alec noted it was very similar to Magnus's party but people were more serious. Magnus led Alec to the refreshments and took two glasses of Champaign and handed one to Alec.
"Helps relax the nerves." Magnus said before, to Alec's surprise, took a swig of the glass. By the time he brought down his glass, it was half empty. Alec worried about his partner; he had never seen him so agitated.
"Remember you told me we probably won't even see him." He tried to reassure. Magnus smiled weakly and nodded his head.
"You're right, let's go find Woolsey." Not too longer after did Magnus spot Woolsey, with a large cigar between his fingers, at a table in the back of the room talking with a group of colleagues.

"Ah, Magnus, so nice of you to join us!" Magnus flashed his teeth as they approached them. "I was beginning to wonder if you were coming."

"Well, here I am." Magnus said as he and Alec settled down in a chair.

"And you've brought pretty boy with you." Magnus shot Woolsey a glare and Alec looked away blushing. After a quick introduction, they began talking about politics and business, things that didn't interest Alec. The boy did however sit patiently, resting his head on his hand and listened here and there and even threw in his opinions. Eventually, he got tired and told Magnus he was going to get a drink.

Alec walked around trying to look for the refreshment table but he found himself wandering around the halls. Along the walls were portraits of famous paintings. Under the frame were plaques of what the painting was and who the artists were. He stopped to glace at the few that caught his attention. There was one that was called, The Blue Boy by Thomas Gainsborough. It was a portrait of a young boy standing tall and poise. One hand rested against his hip while the other hung at his side holding his hat. He was dressed in fine blue silk. He moved around and saw another portrait of a woman. She sat on blue fluorescent sofa and she was dressed in a white gown. The woman was looking away, distantly, longingly. Propped on her shoulder was a black cat with stunning gold eyes. The painting was called Sita and Sarita done by Cecilia Beaux.

The more he stared at the cat, the more he thought about Magnus and he shook his head walking away. Alec noticed a door that was ajar and the curiosity got the better of him. He stepped inside and he could make out that it was a study. He crossed the few feet that led to an wooden oak desk and peeked around. There wasn't much on the table but a few papers, books a single photo frame. Alec picked it up and a small gasp escaped his lips. It was a picture of Magnus when he was a little boy, no older than five. He was standing stiffly in front of his mother and his father. Magnus's eyes looked so pained and distant. Did he ever have a perfect moment in his childhood? Or was it always like this? So many questions ran through Ale's mind that he hadn't notice someone standing behind him. When the lights in the room suddenly went on, he jumped and whirled around. There standing before the door frame was a tall lean man, hands casually shoved in his pockets, who looked around in his forties but from the lines around his eyes and his slight shade of grey in his hair, he might be in his fifties. He was wearing a black suit with a gold vest and tie and his handkerchief was tucked neatly in a square in his pocket. His hair was brushed to the side and his gold-green eyes seemed to beam with amusement.
"You shouldn't be here." His voice was strong, rich and composed. Alec knew instantly who it was.

Magnus's father.

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