Destined

Prologue

My dear little broccolis💚💚💚

~ And I know, I am starting a new story when others are still waiting to be updated, but I have some free time, so I'm all here right now. So enjoy.

Love, Mina 💚💚💚

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Prologue: (1,1K)

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She Wolf - Shakira

Who's That Chick - Rihanna, David Guetta

Je Cours - Kyo

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Jace was sitting at a bar in Roma with his friends when he caught someone staring at him. He looked around until his eyes fell on a small redheaded girl smiling at him. He smirked at her before moving from the bar to join her. He saw her eyes widen when she understood what he was doing and noticed that they were bright green.

Once he was at her level, he gave her a big bright smile to which she responded eagerly and he took her whole body in. She must be really small because he still had to look down at her despite the fact that she was wearing heels. Her red vibrant hair was slightly curled and a few strings were stuck against the skin of her face and neck. She was wearing a short black skirt and a white tank top.

"Ciao," He tried, hoping that the girl would speak at least a little English since he did not know ant other Italian words (pasta did not count as such)

"I'm not Italian either, it's okay," The girl said with a little chuckle and a very American English

She brightly smiled to him and he grinned even wider. She was alone and he wondered for a second if she came here on her own or if her friends were somewhere else in the club.

"I can offer you a drink maybe..."

"I don't take drinks for strangers, no matter how gorgeous they are."

He looked a little bit disappointed, even though Clary saw that he appreciated the compliment in the rejection. She closed the little distance between them and whispered in his ear:

"But I don't have a problem with dancing with them."

His smirked grew up on his face, and he led her to the dance floor before she turned her back to him and he wrapped his hands around her waist. They swayed to the rhythm of the music, sensually getting closer at each beat. At some point, their bodies only formed one, and Jace became obsessed with the skin of her collarbone, so close to him and calling him to kiss and suck it.

Slowly, he leaned forward, and his lips entered in contact with her soft and delicate milky skin. He felt her gasp of pleasure, and that alone made him twitch as he started nibbling her collarbone. Clary wasn't aware of anything else but the man's lips on her, those lips who would have make her moan if she hadn't taken a grip on herself.

And suddenly, she became aware of something else than his lips, and she leaned even more against him, moving her ass against his obvious hard on pressed behind her. His hands held her even tighter before dangerously moving up to her breast. She quickly stepped forward before allowing herself reckless things like having sex with a total stranger on the freaking dance floor!

"I ... I need fresh air."

She glanced at him, hoping he would catch her drift, and without so much of a warning, he leaned and kissed her. And fuck, his lips on hers were even better than on her neck. Way better! She clang into him, bringing his face closer and moaning against his mouth as his hands were holding her waist tightly against him.