26. The Greatest show girl

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Linette Herondale

It was not a long way to the Hell Ruelle, it was a silent one Matthew's eyes were stuck upon me and I was making a sincere effort to ignore the hazel of his apple, it was a pretty color, Cordelia was on the other side of me while Anna worked the way in with James. "Are we sure that Lina's marks are safe to be shown like that?" my twin asked possibly Anna and Matthew that were the ones who mostly visited the place.

"She will be alright, the runes look like accessories on her right now" Matthew spoke reassuring his parabatai, he was unusually dull I thought, we were on our way to his favourite place as he would say, where what nephelim defined as sin there it was only pleasure, no further explanation.

"Never the less, runes can be rather turning for some creatures there, Hypatia finds it rather kinky." Anna commented and I side-eyed her trying to hide my smirk.

"Only you are supposed to seduce." James commented and looked at her, she looked unphased, I knew she didn't perceive it as bad as it sounded,

"Oh, you are willing to procure me in order to retrieve your pyxis but you wish to keep safe Daisy and Lina? James, I am to say the least offended!" Anna spoke and I tried to hide my smirk, she was having James guilt over his plan, knowing her she wasn't really feeling any of it. She was testing James' uncertainty.

"This is not how it is- Anna, you know it..." James spoke, his voiced laced with a slight tremble, he was indeed feeling bad.

"Cliché" I responded and tugged my hair behind my ear, it was taking sometime to get used to the short hair. It would lay still on my head. Matthew was still studying me, his discreet gaze was turned on me, I didn't pay attention to him, or at least I would show that I knew he was looking at me.

The carriage stopped and Matthew along James were the first to disembark, James was holding the door while, Math was holding his hand out to escort each of us out. Cordelia was the first one to get down, the cloak she wore hid her juicy curves. I loved her physique, she was beautifully shaped while I felt like a straw... Anna got down as well taking the hand Matthew had to offer and then it was my turn, I slowly picked the long white skirt that was touching the ground slightly, I placed my hand on his and he closed his thumb over my fingers, gently stroking my hand slightly, I tried to hide the impact he had on me therefore the shuddering upon my skin couldn't be hidden, he tightened his grip only a bit, I didn't do him the favor. I stepped down, casually and walked to the rest, my mind was shouting to tell him something but the picture of him and Grace kissing were something that I couldn't get rid off my head. I divided my attention from his whereabouts and saw Cordelia remove her coat and revealing the bronze gown beneath it. It looked so elegant, I was left staring at her, wondering for some moments where Cortana maybe until I noticed a small hint of he on the back.

"So do we have a plan?" Cordelia asked, I got that she possibly felt awkward as we were all left staring at her gorgeous self. She was right though we needed a plan.

"I seduce, you distract, James gets the ornament." Anna spoke of it as if it was the simplest thing in the world, no one spoke, everyone simply agreed from what I got as we were strolling down a narrow alley at Soho, the air that was blowing smelled alcohol and smoke, as were were arriving Matthew and James changed into their clothes as well, they were matching. As we were walking Cordelia tripped over her heels and my brother caught her, and I simply felt the chemical reaction between them, I saw her gaze blink as he set her back on the heels, I was distracted when Matthew set himself next to me, he was tall, I wouldn't reach him with high heels either. The fabric of his sleeve was softly stroking my bare shoulder.

"Please stay away from that vicious bartender..." Matthew commented, his tone low only for me to hear what he had to say, his fingers softly nudged my fingers, he could sense my family ring cold, almost like my behavior.

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