America's Princess (Random Updates)

Chapter 9

Olivia barely glanced away from the photographer as her back doors swung open and five men stood looking around. "Olivia, focus!" William shouted making her quickly look back at the photographer.

"I'm sorry Miss Ford but we can't find a hair dresser or make up artist that is available for the shoot!" She shouted as she rushed past Uncle and towards Olivia.

Olivia beamed, "That's okay, Gabriel can do it!" She bounced a little excitedly then grew serious as she turned to Uncle, "I mean, is that okay? I mean, I just love how soft my hair felt when he washed it the other day and he was telling me that he has been dabbling in makeup as well. I know he's supposed—"

"Hush, Little One," Uncle chuckled knowing damn well that Gabe was beaming with pride right now. "It's not a problem at all. We are here for YOU so if you want Gabe to do your hair then fine."

"Yay," She rushed off her spot and Gabe opened his arms as she hugged him tightly. "Please, Gabe?"

"Of fucking course!" he chuckled as he swung her around. "I would be fucking offended if you didn't fucking ask me!"

"OLIVIA!" William shouted and she instantly calmed down.

Gabe glared then rolled his eyes dramatically, "Oy come on let's get you all princessfied before he has a goddamn heart attack and dies right fucking in front of us." He led her back to her spot and messed with her hair a bit before stepping away. "Oy Luke make her laugh," he demanded when he noticed the happiness leave her eyes.

"Oh, I'll sneak you a redline and a cupcake if you smile pretty, Livy," Luke winked at her.

"Really?" She asked excitedly. Her white sweater slipped past her shoulder and rested on her arms, revealing her spaghetti strap light blue knee length sundress.

"Olivia I swear to god if you don't focus—" William started shouted.

"Who you?" A deep voice asked menacingly making Olivia freeze.

"I should be asking you that," William glared at the man covered in tattoos. "How did you get past the gate? You need to leave immediately." He turned to Uncle, "I thought you were supposed to be protecting Olivia, you obviously aren't doing a good job if there are strangers here."

Uncle smirked, "They aren't strangers, they are with me."

William glared, "She does not need any more bodyguards, you are being ridiculous and trying to get more money from me!"

"Don't you mean Miss Ford?" Owen asked straightening his tie, "She is the one paying us after all." He turned to Olivia and she thought she saw the briefest of smiles on his lips for a split second, "You look lovely today."

She blushed and beamed, "Thank you, Owen," she said softly.

"Kitten," the man in tattoos stormed over to her with a smirk on his lips. "Beautiful Kitten."

"Raven?" She asked and he nodded. "Hello."

"Enough!" William shouted, "You need to leave immediately. There is no reason for her to have so many bodyguards and she has a photoshoot to take. You are ruining everything."

All of a sudden Raven pulled out a gun and fired it, making her scream. North rushed and scooped her up in his arms. "What the fuck Raven?" He shouted as he hid her face in his chest.

Raven strolled over to the edge of the backdrop and knelt down to look at something. Standing he turned to face everyone and held up a long brown snake that camouflaged into the lawn. "Copperhead," he said calmly. "Poison."

"Yeah it's deadly," Axel said as he walked over to Raven. "Good thing you saw it." He turned back to the man trying to yell with Uncle, "Guess she does need more safety."

"Livy Baby, it's okay," North soothed as he carried her over to Silas. "Go cuddle with Silas while I check the yard, okay?" Silas gently took her and North pushed her hair out of her face. "Go inside Livy Baby, no more pictures outside until Axel and Raven and I make sure it's safe."

"Okay," she nodded and leaned over to hug North again, "thank you."

"Of course, now go inside."

"NO!" William shouted. "She needs to finish this shoot. She has obligations."

Raven pulled his gun back out and aimed it at William. "She go inside."

William glared, "she has obligations."

"She can't do them if she's in the hospital fighting for her life because she got bit by a poisonous snake now can she?" Axel asked.

William's phone started ringing and he answered it, "Yeah?" He glared at everyone more time and walked off. Just before he reached the door he turned and yelled, "Ava if she doesn't finish this shot and go to those meetings, it'll be your ass!"

Ava nodded and rushed to go talk to the photographer. "No, I'm not dealing with this shit," he said shaking his head. "Find another, look it isn't her, I love Olivia, she's fun to work with, but him? Yeah no I'm done with Mr. James."

"Who are you shooting for?" Uncle asked coming over to them.

"It's for her site," the photographer explained, "she has me take recent pictures of her favorite clothes or food or what she's doing to keep her fans updated."

"Gabe and Corey can do that," Kota said shrugging coming over to them. "She wanted to know if it would be okay for Gabe to be her hairdresser and make up artist from now on. She can have Ava talk to her lawyer and draw up something for you to look over or make adjustments on the contract."

"Good, then I'm out of here," the photographer said, "good luck. That man...there's something off with him when it comes to Miss Ford. He's got too much control."

Uncle looked up at the house, "Not for long."

The photographer left and Axel looked at Uncle, "What aren't you telling us?"

"Not now," Uncle shook his head. "Tonight, after we finally manage to get her to bed."

"What do you mean finally?" Corey asked.

Uncle chuckled, "You'll see, Boys, come on let's head inside."