America's Princess (Random Updates)

Chapter 3

Olivia blew one last kiss to the fans, waved and walked back stage. Seeing the new bodyguards that her uncle had hired made her angry. One stepped towards her but she shook her head, "I'm fine, thank you," she said politely as she started walking to her dressing room. "Where is Ava?" she asked noticing her personal assistant was waiting for her like she normally does.

"Your uncle is talking to her, Ma'am," The other bodyguard said looking around the hall.

"Crap," she muttered under her breath as she quickened her steps to her dressing room. Grabbing the door handle, she forced on a smile and pulled it open, "Ava, there you..." she trailed off seeing the ten men looking at her with such intense eyes that she actually forgot how to breathe for a second.

"Hurry Liv, you need to quickly change so you can greet your fans," her uncle said gripping her elbow tightly. She forced herself not to react but for a split second she thought she saw the men's eyes darken. "You don't want to keep them waiting now do you?"

"No Sir," she said confused about the whole situation. She took the zip up hoodie from Ava and slipped it on then slid out of the boots while holding onto Ava's shoulder. She pulled up her sweats over shorts and took the Van's from Ava. "Thanks," she smiled at her gratefully.

"Hurry Liv!" Her uncle shouted making her quickly rush out of the room.

"Wait, here!" Ava shouted racing after her holding out a bottle of water.

Olivia took a quick sip then handed it back just before William pulled her out of the building. The men followed behind watching as Olivia put on a huge smile and started waving to everyone, "Hi!" She shouted as she started hugging people. "Thank you for coming, thank you, oh hi!" she smiled as she went around hugging everyone. "They are fine," she told a man in a suit that tried to pull someone away from her. "Sorry about that," she smiled to the person, "do you want a picture?" She leaned into the girls arms and tilted her head slightly for a better angle on the picture. "Thank you for coming," she hugged her one more time before moving to someone else.

"I don't like this," North whispered to Owen.

"Me either but right now all we can do is observe. You know Mr. Lee is already planning," Owen said back as his eyes narrowed at the so called bodyguards standing too close to Olivia so she couldn't properly hug her fans.

"Oh yeah," North nodded, "I can see the wheels spinning from here."

Finally when it was nearly midnight, Olivia signed the last item for her fans and headed back into the stadium. "One moment Gentlemen," William James said to the men following behind him and Olivia. He opened the dressing room and leaned into her as she stepped into the room. "How dare you get those men here, Liv," he said in a low menacing tone. "You will pay for this."

"I didn't do anything Uncle," she whispered back just as the door shut.

"Fuck this," North muttered as he pulled the door open. "Get your hand off her now," he growled seeing the tight grip on Olivia's elbow.

"You have no right to be in here," William seethed. "Get out now before I call security."

"We are her security," Ben Taylor said as he stepped into the room. "Miss Ford, Ben Taylor, I heard you were trying to reach me and my nephews."

William turned to Ava, "You are fired."

"You can't fire her," Olivia glared. "I hired her, I am the only one who can fire her." She turned to Ava, "you aren't fired, you are still my personal assistant. How did you—"

"She called me, Miss Ford," Ben said softly. "We got here as soon as we could, but you were already on stage. She recognized us as we approached and got us our badges so there would be no more complications for us being here. Apologies for being late, Ma'am."

She beamed at him, "Thank you for coming," she said as she removed her elbow from her uncle's grasp.

"Well, this discussion can continue tomorrow, right now Liv needs to get home, wind down and get some sleep," William said trying to take back control of the situation. "She has a busy tomorrow."

"Were you able to get hotel rooms until we can get you a house?" Ava asked the group of men as Olivia headed for the bathroom.

"Not yet," Ben shook his head, "we immediately hit the road once we got the call."

"That's fine," Olivia smiled as she came out drying her hands. "They can stay with me."

William James turned his dark eyes on his niece, "What?"

She shrugged and smiled sweetly, "It makes the perfect sense Uncle, what better way to protect me all the time than have them live with me?" She turned to the group, "is that okay with you?"

Once again her breath hitched under their intense gaze as they smirked and said in unison, "It's perfect."