Dream jobs and love ?

Clary's P.O.V

It was Noah Moon. His hair was like a halo over his head.

He is holding my hand. He is shaking my hand. Ooh. God

And Leon was glaring at them. Oh, he looks so hot when he gets angry. Oh, so handsome. And hot. And sexy. Did I mention hot?

Why was he always looking so effortlessly hot? Why, oh why? My feeble heart couldn't take so much of that. It was already on the brink of going insane.

I wanted to push that frown off his lips. His lips. Oh, yes. Those lips.

I could still taste his kiss, smell his aftershave and cologne, and smell his essence, and it made me feel dizzy. It was all so vivid, like it was happening right here and now.

Who was this blonde guy in front of me?

I shook my head to disperse the thoughts of Leon. He was like a bad habit. An addiction. If there was something like LA (Leon Anonymous), I would probably be the first member. But I was so sure I wouldn't be the only member.

"No? But you look like... " Noah was saying something. I blinked. Okay. That just didn't happen. I didn't just go away to La-La Land when this gorgeous man was holding my hand, did I?

"Hah. You are charming, eh? I have always liked your songs. I am Clarissa. My best friend and I are your number one fans." I said with a smile as he gave my hand one last squeeze.

"Let her hand go already." Leon grunted under his breath.

"Oh, ignore the grizzly bear, Clary. This is probably his hibernating season, and he can't help himself. I mean, he just can't be human, you know, when he doesn't have to be." Noah rolled his eyes and gave a mock shudder.

"Brat." Leon muttered. His voice was raspy. It made my breathing go a little haywire. Everything about him should come with a danger signal.

^Do not touch, look, or hear.^

"Badger." I stuck my tongue out, and he gave me an indulgent smile.

"Oh, I like you already. Anyone who can stand up to Leon is someone worth having."

"You are not having her," he snapped at Noah as he stood behind me, as if protecting me or something. I turned to look back at him, and I couldn't help but feel all the blood rushing to my cheeks.

He looked like he would bite Noah's head off if he came any closer to me. His eyes were hostile as he looked at Noah. Possessive.

A nerve in his forehead throbbed, and his jaw was rigid as he stared.

What would he do if I leaned in and kissed his stubble? Just below the stubborn press of his lips. Just above the line in his chin

Naughty girl. Naughty thoughts.

"You really like trouble, don't you?" I smiled at him.

"Yeah. And he also likes being a complete moron." Leon said with a scoff.

"You are very testy today." Noah shook his head. "But ignore him. And you, my dear, you are hired."

"You cannot hire her. This is not your house. This is your mother's house." The woman who was standing there with them with an iPad in her hand said it for the first time. Her brows were wrinkled as she shook her head at him. Noah just smirked.

"That is just their routine. Ignore it." Isabelle waved her hands. "Hello guys, whenever you both decide to stop being so childish, and grow up, we are ready here. We have work to do."

Isabelle Moon looked at her son with that no-nonsense look of hers that I often admired in her movies.

After a while, Noah's PA came and told them that they had to leave, so he started to leave.

She looked at Leon, and I looked at Leon to see him looking at her; he had that look in his eyes he gets whenever he feels elated. Excited. The architect in him must be salivating, looking at this.

He stood up and then went to talk to her, and she was giggling.

I rolled my eyes at Leon.

I stood up to greet Noah. "Nice to have met you. I hope you will be around." I gave him my hand to shake, but instead he took it and kissed it with a flourish. Then he bowed to me.

"Salut, mademoiselle." He said this before he kissed his mom on the cheeks, sent a flying kiss to Leon, and strolled away. "See you soon."

I grinned.

"Stop grinning like a fool." Leon said

"Yeah? Why should I?" I asked as I walked with Isabelle, and he grasped my hand to stop me.

"Stay," he said to me.

"We will be right there." He said this to Isabelle before he turned to me. "What is that about? The giggling? The flirting?"

"Oh, so you are the only one who can flirt?" i spat it at him as i pulled her hand away from his grip.

"What? What are you babbling about?"

"Oh, don't think I didn't notice how you looked at her. Alright, she is hot. Yes. But you shouldn't..."

"What? Clarissa Jones, are you jealous?" He looked so pleased with himself. Stupid ass

"What? I am not jealous. Keep dreaming. But remember the contract? If I can't flirt with Noah, you can't flirt with his assistant."

"She is not his assist....."

I cut him off. "Not the point." I said this before she walked off.

I could hear him heaving a sigh before he followed me.

And then Isabelle opened the door, and I forgot everything except this.

"Ok, let's get started," Isabelle said.

"Yeah, sure," I said nervously, and I started showing her my files and started explaining to her.

After I finished, I think Isabelle was impressed.

"I now know why Leon told me that I needed you. No one would have worked out." Isabelle said

My heart stopped. Then it started. I looked at Leon, and God, how could he do all this for me and not expect me to fall for him?

If this was just a contract, if he was just another arrogant, boorish, smug, hot as sin, handsome man, she could have persisted. She could have saved herself from falling for him.

But this was Leon. This was not just another man.

Arrogant and kind.

Smug and sensitive.

Hot as sin, but also beautiful.

And I fell. I fell and fell until I couldn't breathe, until I couldn't swim against the pull of him. I was drowning, but I didn't fight it.

He was everything I had never wanted. But here he was, handsome and haughty and generous and giving, and after seeing him, after looking at him and his weird, bipolar, enigmatic heart, how could I want anyone else? How could I?

Oh, Leon, why did you do all this for me?

And so I fell, and this time I couldn't make any excuses or stop myself from taking that fall. It would hurt, of course, but I would face it when it came to that.

But I was in love, and I didn't care.

^^^^^^^^^

Leon's P.O.V

"I now know why Leon told me that I needed you. No one would have worked out." Isabelle said

Her eyes were so soft as she looked at me. Her voice was a gasp, a soft touch of velvet against my skin as she said thank you.

"You deserve it," I said, and she blinked.

"I love the way your mind works." Isabelle said, and I was bursting with pride. I couldn't contain my smile when she looked up at me. Her answering smile was just as explosive.

I loved the way her mind worked, too. I loved the way she worked. She walked. She talked. She smiled. She kissed.

Ok, si. We get it. A voice said it with a chuckle.

I pressed a hand to his heart before following the two women.

They looked so different, but they were the same.

The way they stood with confidence The way they talked with self-assured knowledge The way they walked, it was like they owned the place. Their innate strength and inner beauty reflect in their faces.

Queen. One wrinkled beauty

Princess. One young beauty

Isabelle was never the one who gave away useless praise. She was straightforward.

So when she said that to Clary,my heart filled and overflowed with happiness. It was a feeling I had felt for a very few.

God.

She was becoming more and more my family, and i don't know what to do about that.

It scared me.

"That is good. So I will ask my lawyer to draft a contract." Isabelle said

"Yeah, okay, and I will start the project as soon as possible." Clary said, nodding.

"Ok, when will you be free to come and sign the contract "

"Um, um... I don't know," she said as she looked at me and gave me a smile. I looked back at her, my eyes full of pride and joy. For her

My heart hammered.

"Yeah, whenever the contract is ready, give me a call," I said, still looking at her.

"Yeah, okay, guys, if you are done staring at each other, can we go? I have an appointment, and it looks like you two also need some privacy. Can I go? You can lock the house." Isabelle said with a smile.

"What are you talking ab-"

"We don't need privacy." Clary protested, coming back from the trance.

"Sure, sure, whatever you say. So if you two were just acting before, you guys should get an Oscar for that." She waved a hand as they both flushed a very ugly shade of red.

Then we started to leave as we got into the car in complete silence, both of us kind of embarrassed about what Isabelle said.

I turned to look at Clary and saw her looking out of the window, deep in thought.

"I am really proud of you, princess; you really impressed me, and only a few make me feel that way," I said proudly.

"Thank you, but this is all thanks to you; I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for you," she said, smiling. "When will we be going to sign the contract? maybe tomorrow?"

"Well, we can't tomorrow; we have to be somewhere else," I said, and she looked at me confused. "Well, my mom called me this morning and kept complaining about how she hasn't met my fiancee until now, so I agreed to go visit them tomorrow."

She looked at me wide eyed

"So we are meeting your mom tomorrow?" she asked

"Yes, but not just my mom, , also my sisters and brother as well," I said.

"Yeah, ok, why not?" she said as she nervously played with her hands.

I extended my hand and took her hand in mine, which surprised her.

"Hey, it's ok, you don't need to be nervous; they are going to love you," I said, smiling at her while squeezing her hand reassuringly, and she nodded .

So I guess we are meeting my family tomorrow.

I guess I am the one who is really nervous.

I hope tomorrow goes well.