Destined

Chapter 9: Jon

My dear little broccoli.💚💚💚

~ Well, I don't have much to say, except enjoy this chapter as it given to you. Hope you will like it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Love, Mina💚💚💚

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Chapter 9: Jon (1,4K)

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"You're not saying anything?" Jace accused, not understanding how Sebastian could let Clary go into her room with a man who couldn't keep his hands off of her. She was supposed to be his fiancé for Christ's sake! He, himself, was on the verge of barging in that room and tear them apart.

"You want me to try and separate Jon and Clary? I want to live!" Sebastian mused, his eyes round like like tennis balls.

Jace couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was as if Sebastian couldn't care less that his fiancée just left with a man to go into her room. Just that word seemed wrong. Her room. Weren't they supposed to share the same bedroom as they certainly did share the same bed?

"She's your girl!"

"Not anymore, or Jon wouldn't be here," Sebastian said, shrugging his shoulder before he walked away, muttering something about checking his emails.

Jace turned his stunned face to Aline, to see if she was also witnessing the same madness he was seeing. The situation was beyond mad. It wasn't making any sense, and it was so weird that suddenly, it made Jace feel like his and Aline's relationship wasn't that bad after all.

Aline looked back at him before she also shrugged and let him know, "I'm not getting into this. This is your mess, Jace. I'll talk to Seb tomorrow about the divorce, see if he can handle this quick and easy."

And then, she left him as well, alone with his thoughts. Jace was trying to wrap his mind around what just happened, but he had some difficulties doing it. Just this morning, Aline and he had agreed to sign divorce papers, to free him of his bond to her and let him go after Clary without making her feel like she was betraying anyone. And then, that Jon bomb exploded in his face.

That same Jon person to whom Clary had already declared her love, and who made her smile by her mere presence. Who was settling at this right instant in her room, probably having disregarded his bag to the side and was jumping on Clary, ready to make up for the lost time they spent apart.

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"I'm not faking an orgasm with you in the room Jon!" Clary shrieked, rolling her eyes before reporting her eyes to her drawing. Sometimes, Jon had the worst ideas of the planet.

"Come on? Promise I won't make fun!" Jon pleaded, making his sister glare at him. then, she changed pencil, taking an orange a tad darker than the one she already had in hand, and she made her drawing appear more lively, ignoring her brother and his stupid ideas. Why didn't they take the boat home together, instead of going with that ridiculous plan of his?