Niall's POV
We have been at the club for a few hours. Clary had consumed quite a few drinks, and so have I but I have a bit more tolerance than my lovely bride to be. We were currently dancing. Harry and Penny just left meaning Clary and I would have to call to get a ride back to the hotel. I smile at the bartender while he gave me my drinks. I head back to find Clary. Then I see some guy going over to her and she backs away. I can see her looking for me. I ditch the drinks onto some table and charge over. "Hey! Get your hands off me girl!" I push him then Clary pulls me on the dance floor. "Niaaall…Hey look at me." Her hands were around my neck and playing with my hair on my neck. I look at her, and those damned deep green eyes. We were dancing and god Clary can move her hips. I held her as close as possible, showering her neck with kisses. "Claryy…baby let's get out of here…I need you."
"A little longer…then we will go…kiss me some more." She starts moving her dizzying hips again. I kiss her hard and her hand slithers down. She palms me through my jeans. I grab her hips. I let one hand slip down so I'm squeezing her ass, holding her tight against me. Her hands are now buried deep into my hair. I'm glad I let it grow out a bit.
"Claryy…we are leaving now. C'mon love. I wanna make you feel good." She kisses me and pulls my lower lip between her teeth. Another moan comes from my lips.
"Lets go Niall. We are going to my place." Then she grabs my hand and leads me out. Her place? She doesn't have a place. We burst out to the sidewalk, Clary takes off her heels.
"Babe…you shouldn't do that! You could get cut or…that's it c'mon!" I bend down and she squeals like a little girl, which makes me grin from ear to ear. She hops up on my back, linking her legs around my waist. Her arms are around my shoulder, I pepper kisses on her arms, which only make her giggle. I know that Clary gets really giggly when she's drunk. I notice some cameras and I don't know where we are going, Clary just points when we hit an intersection. Soon we are in front of one of the ritziest apartment complexes in New York. Once we get in she goes running over to the desk. The older lady smiles clearly remembering her. "BABE! You lived here during college?!" She smiles but shakes her head.
"Nononono. My mom did during soccer season." I look at her confused, because she just said soccer and not football. Which she usually says. She looks at me and slaps her hand over her mouth. "Ni! Oh my gosh…that sounded funny. Never again." She pulls me into the elevator. I see we are going up the penthouse. I always forget that Clary is loaded, because well she doesn't live like it. "Hey ever wondered what was so hot about elevators?" I turn and look at her in that tight fitting black dress.
"Probably has something to do with very sexy girls." I was now getting closer, 20 floors to go.
"Niall Horan…you have never called me sexy." I caress her cheek and her pupils dilate.
"Well that's because its pointless to state the obvious." Then I kiss her again, except this time I pull on her lower lip. And she just melts into me. The elevator dings and we step out and go inside the apartment. Holy shit. Her mom can afford to keep this? How rich were they?
"Niall…um hello? C'mon this way to the master." I go after her because well she did that hot hip sway. I follow like a man after a siren's song.
"Clary…how did…you know." She starts to take off my shirt. And let the games begin.

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Clary's POV
I wake up and stretch. I'm a little sore down there, which makes me smile a bit. I roll over and touch his chest hair. I lay a kiss there and he slowly wakes up. "Hey baby…I missed this…nice pad. Next time you can buy dinner." I smile and get up, taking the sheets with me.
"How about I just make breakfast." I wander to the kitchen and start taking stuff out when I feel hands slither around my waist.
"Mmm…how about we just go back to bed and never leave?" Oh man it's been so long since I've heard his groggy thick Irish accent.
"No can do honey. You have a job…I have a job." He kisses my neck while I mix up some eggs.
"We can clearly live off of what I make…and hello look at this place. Which is my next question who was your dad?" I stop mixing the eggs and flash back to a life that seems so long ago.

"Daddy…why don't we live in a palace like Grammy and Grampy?" I'm about 9 years old waiting for the flight back to the US. My dad bends down and smiles.
"Because my little princess…we can't." I just nod. Grammy and Grampy lived in this amazing palace, its own stables, like Mommy's parents but Daddy's parents' horses were pretty. So fancy and amazing coats. Grammy would let me sit there and draw them, handing me pencils for coloring. Grampy would take me walks in the gardens and tell me the flowers. Then the rooms were so fancy. Daddy was a prince. I knew it…that made Mommy a princess…and Daddy said me too. But Daddy said it's too dangerous for us to live there…so we changed our last name. Wolffsson became Wolf. I trusted Daddy…he would never let me down.

"My dad's parents were very successful business people…I don't really know what though. That's all." I just keep on mixing in silence. Niall knows he plucked a nerve. I don't like talking about my dad's family past. It's stained with red. And I rather he didn't know that I was once Russian Royalty.
"Clary you okay?…I was just curious…I mean you never really--" I cut him off.
"Well I just did okay! I don't know and I don't want to talk about it anymore." He takes a step back and I feel the tears coming. I run back to the room and slam the door. I hear him run after me. All these images I try to forget come rushing back. All the aunts and uncles that I lost. The funeral where we had to pretend to be commoners because it was too dangerous to show our faces. I didn't even get to put a rose on their tombs. The torched palace that once held so many happy memories. I remember Grandma's smiles and deep brown hair that was streaked with grey. She would let me play with it. I was her Саншайн, her Sunshine. She would teach me Russian and I would teach her how I see colors and the world. I loved her so much. Grandpa would let me play piano with him. I wasn't allowed to play with the other children…Dad said that I was too special. I realize now he was raising me to be a queen after him. I touch his dog tags and let out another sob. "Clary baby! Open up please…talk to me…don't shut me out!" I can't tell him this though. Nobody knows except my mom. Dad told us to never tell. It was one of the last things he wanted me to promise. I am not going to break that promise. I stand up and wipe my eyes. God I am still in a sheet. I open the door and Niall flies in, scooping me up into his arms. "Clarissa…talk to me…"
"I just…miss them so much Niall." He rubbed my back and just held me.
"I know baby…I know…why don't you shower and I'll finish breakfast okay?" I shake me head.
"No I can do it. Just let me put on a shirt." He lets go then pulls me back to kiss me.
"One of mine." I just smile and agree then went off to find his shirt. I got changed and looked in the mirror.

"Саншайн, you are going to make a lovely Queen. You have the Wolffsson eyes." Grammy was putting a crown on my head.
"Why can't I play with my cousins…" She turns me around and smiles.
"Because little one…you are special. There look at you." I turn and see me and Grammy side by side. I smile and she does too. Then I look out the window and see my cousins playing.
"Саншайн, you want to play so badly?" I nod my head and Grammy's crown almost fell off. "Alright lets go…but don't tell you father okay?" We change me back into my other clothes then off we went to go play with my cousins.

That was one of the few times I was allowed to play with them. I head out and Niall has put on some boxers. I go out to see him sitting there looking a picture of my mom, dad and me. I just go to the kitchen and finish making eggs. "You look a lot like him you know. The only thing you share with your mom is the hair." He was at the counter now watching me. I place a plate in front of him and smile.
"Thanks Niall…now eat up. I'm sure everyone is wondering where we vanished off to." He just chuckles and nods. We get up to shower, I had a change of clothes here but none for Niall. So he was stuck wearing his clothes from yesterday. We were all smiles when we got into the hotel. Penny was looking at me for some time. "What Penny?"
"Nothing I just…nothing. Where did you and Niall go?" I smile and look at her.
"Somewhere. Why? Hey what did you and Harry do?" She just smiled and shrugged. I felt right back at home. Penny and I talking about boys. Niall was coming over and sat down next to me. His arm around my shoulder, pulling me into him. He kisses my head and I feel home.

Notes

I really hope you guys like this chapter!! :) And I have all the story planned out and I'm so excited to finish it and post one of my other stories!! :))