Lost Souls (Book 2)

Part 37

Few weeks passed like a blink and before Alec knew, he was already half way through his internship. He and Magnus never spoke again after that horrid night. He saw him walking passed the office doing his work but never spoken to each other. They both agreed on to stay away from each other and never to repeat the same mistake again.

Magnus was walking around with the new investors around the art department showing them around the building. As soon as he arrived, he stopped when he saw Alec by the table doing his work. He was too focus examining the specimen in front of him carefully, it was an old painting they purchased for one of Magnus' magnificent hotel to be put in the lobby for display.

The painting is old and scrappy and need a lot of cleaning and restoring, Alec wasn't part of the team but he volunteered himself to be helping them and they trusted him since they knew how well he worked, which caught Magnus by surprised. The investors were intrigued by how Alec carefully handle the art in his hand, his long fingers smoothly caress the edge of the painting and dusting off the dirt with his thumb.

Magnus was lost in his thought looking at Alec's fingers, his mind remembered when those fingers are the one caress his lips, the touches that cause his heart beats faster and his skin on fire. He felt his throat dry and he swallowed it unintentionally, bobbing his Adam's apple up and down. He is in the room physically but his mind wanders to the time where he and Alec treated memories. Alec's smiles, the way he caress Magnus' hair when they both in bed. The way Alec soothe Rafe when he was having his tantrums.

He felt his chest clenching at the memory, his eyes burn with tears and his throat felt heavy like a lump sitting there choking him. He darted his eyes away and cleared his throat, making Alec jumped at the sudden noise and looked behind him. He gasped at the sight of Magnus and few other men standing tall wearing suits and tie.

"Mag- Mr Bane." He corrected himself before they could heard him said it. "Gentleman, this is Mr Lightwood, our intern at this art department -  temporary." He said rolling his eyes circling the room to show them more art in place, ignoring Alec stood there in silence. "Temporary? You mean you will not hire him as soon as he graduated?" The small, bald man, with round belly that looks like its gonna burst from his shirt spoke. Magnus didn't had the chance to answer when he already approached Alec holding out his hand. "Hi, I'm Bill Hayne, I'm the owner of Hayne's art gallery here in London." Alec straightened his back and shook the guy hand with a smile.

"Mr Hayne, its lovely to meet you, I've been to your gallery and your art pieces are exquisite." Alec replied with enthusiast in his eyes. "I would sure hope so, I need your talent to make my gallery more interesting, how about you give me a call after graduate, we can talk future together." He said handing his card and Alec look down at his hand before he look at Magnus, hesitate to take them. But as soon as he did, his stomach clenched on the sight, Magnus didn't even bother to show his concern at him while he busied himself talking to some blonde with chest that can nurse a whole orphanage, Alec recognized her as the new secretary in his department, unlike him only an art student.

Alec looked back at they guy and smiled, he took the card thanking him in advanced. They left the room leaving Alec alone. He sat on his high stool and stared at the card in his hand. The name and the company title didn't have any effect on him, he would surely hoped Magnus would offer him to work here back then when he started intern but he didn't exactly say anything so he assumed Magnus won't want anything to do with Alec anymore. He sighed before continuing his work in silence and heaviness in his heart.

Alec didn't realized when he started working its already past five when all his colleague bid him farewell and left the office and by the time he finished his work he looked at his phone and saw the time shown already ten minutes to nine in the evening. He sighed pinching his nose bridge to relieve the tension build in between his eyes. He could have sworn if he focus anymore longer he might gonna popped his eyes out.