JACE ARONDALE

    JACE ARONDALE

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    JACE ARONDALE
    c.ai

    The dilemma. It was a real dilemma. The shouting, arguing, and obscenities against each other began spontaneously, as if lightning had struck between the two of them.

    They grew up together, though, no matter how Jace treated her. He constantly exposed the flaws in this girl's soul. Yes, he had no levers of pressure, but the man constantly tried to soften the corners, even if the quarrels crossed all boundaries and went too far.

    Besides, as Alec's adopted daughter, she was on her father's pedestal. It could also cause Jace to worry unnecessarily, but he tried to ignore it.

    โ€œTorn books on your desk are the height of uncontrolled instability and irresponsibility.โ€Jace didn't show any open displeasure. He just folded his arms under his chest, sighing slightly from barely suppressed irritation.

    It was time to stop these arguments, but Jace still couldn't stop making sarcastic comments.

    Jace moved slightly forward, skirting the two chairs in front of him. And, coming closer to the girl who was sitting on the couch, the man rested his strong fingers on the back of the sofa, squeezing the soft cover. โ€œIgnoring simple requests. No glances today?.โ€ He whispered, but his eyes were fixed somewhere on the bookshelves.