Thanks for giving me your opinion!

Greygirl2358: I don't know about making him like Christian Grey because, no offense, I didn't like the book. But you gave me a great idea with making his strength her weaknes and vice versa, thank you for that.

Kizdwag: Totally! Just because she's a girl it doesn't mean she's weak. Girl power!

from Ravenclaw: I love Johnathan so he'll appear in this story. I don't know how yet, but he will.

Ruby: Of course, I promisse there will be Sizzy moments.

So, here's chapter three. Enjoy, R&R

Disclaimer: I don't own The Mortal Instruments or any of its characters. I'm just still bored.

Chapter three: Almost easy

After twenty minutes crying, Clary finally wiped away her tears. Crying doesn't solves anything. She started walking around the room, breathing hardly and trying to figure out what to do. The smartest option seemed to do as she was told; Marry him and pray for him not to break her, in any sense of the phrase. That was what anyone would to to survive, she thought. But she wasn't like normal people, and her survival instinct told her a different story. She didn't want just to survive, she wanted to live. And living being the wife of someone she didn't even know, following orders and losing all kind of freedom.. That wasn't living. She decided that the best option was to fight to survive, and not give up to his game. She looked around her in the room, and her eyes stoped at the window. Perfect, she thought. She walk to it, and try to opened it. She opened it at the first try, much to her surprise. She looked down to the ground. It wasn't a long distance, but it was dangerous anyway. In other circumstances, she wouldn't have dared to jump, but she was high in adrenaline, so she helped herself on the window, sitting on the edge of it, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and jumped.

She felt the wind in her hair and face, and opened her arms to pretend she was a bird. It only lasted for 5 seconds, but it was the most wonderful experience of her life. It was like flying, it was pure and absolutely freedom. She flexed her knees before her feet touch the ground, and opened her eyes when the fall was over. She looked around her, expecting to see big dogs running to her or even mens with guns running after the dogs. But nothing happened. There was nothing, no one going after her, no one chasing her. She slowly got up and walked through the garden, not having much idea where to go.

She found a way between the roses, leading her to the gates. She reached the gate and found it open. She laughed of how stupid her captors were. Did they seriously thought I wouldn't try to escape? HA. Thanks for making it so easy for me.

She put a foot outside the gates and was about to start running away when two strong arms wrapped around her waist.
"You're so predictable". Jace. Fuck. She started screaming and squirming, but it was useless. He was too strong. She gave up and let him carried her over his shoulder and inside the house again. "Did you really believed it would be so easy? That I would let everything open up for you? Do I look that stupid?" She didn't answer him"I'm really offended".
He carried her inside the room, and let her on her feet. She then looked into his eyes, and saw the darkness in them. She walked backwards till her back hit the wall, and he pressed his body against hers, pinning her hands up her head. "You were a very bad girl and I don't believe in that shit of not punishing kids when they have been bad" She gulped and looked away from his eyes. He closed the space between their faces, almost touching her lips with his "You have no idea how beautiful you are..." She decided she liked him more when he was upset instead of looking at her with that eyes. She found out that it wasnt darkness what was in his eyes. It was lust.

"Your going to need Isabelle's help"

She was lying on Isabelle's bed, completely naked while the other girl spread some kind of hot wax.. Well, down there. She flinched and let out a low scream when the wax was ripped off of her skin, with all the hair from her body. Isabelle repeated the process two more times before deciding she was satisfied with the result. She then put some fresh gel on her sensible skin.

"Relax Clary, this is totally normal" She smiled at the girl and walked into the bathroom, taking the wax with her. She came back and threw something at Clary. Clary looked at the clothes Isabelle gave her. It was a small, black thong with a matching bra. She blushed just at the sight of them, but she was naked, so the put them on anyway. "Is this all I have to wear?" She asked Isabelle. "Well, you can put a nightgown if you want but Jace is going to rip it off anyway" She laughed, like she didn't take concience of what she was saying, but Clary shivered. After puting the transparent piece of fabric Isabelle called a nightgown, Isabelle tied her hair up in a ponytail and put some make up on her face. "See? You're pretty. You're ready now" she leaded her to the door and smiled before closing the door "Have a good time"

She walked back to his room and knocked on the door. He opened up one second later and let her in, closing the door behind her.

"Take a seat, Clarissa. I think we need to talk about your behavior today" She seated on the edge of the bed, not looking at his eyes. "I assume you decided not to take my offer" he said, his voice calm. She looked him in the eyes "Are you kidding? I'm fifteen, is not even legal for me to marry!" He laughed at her "Don't be ridiculous. I'm twenty, I don't want to be married with a child. It's just a way to say that you're gonna be mine, like a.. Like a slave" He smiled a devilish smile, and Clary felt her heart racing. "Are you fucking insane?!"

"Watch the way you talk to me, little girl. Your life is on me"

"Why? What the fuck have I done for you to hate me this much? You killed my dad, what had he done? I don't deserve this, why are you doing this to me?!"

He closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, like if he suddenly had a great headache "Because Valentine killed my mom"