My Princess is a Gangster?!

Chapter 5

[Paul's POV]

I looked at my goddaughter out of the corner of my eye. I couldn't help but smile as she tried to put on a brave face. I'd been her bodyguard for as long as I'd been Don's best friend. Don and I were childhoodfriends. We grew up together and as cliché as it sounded, we would do anything for each other.

When he inherited the Weslin "industry" he asked me to take care of his daughter, as he trusted no one more than he trusted me. Don was like a brother to me, Emily like a sister and Emery like my daughter.

And no one is going to touch a hair on Emery.

[Emery's POV]

I glanced at Paul who was concentrating on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. I patted him on the back and smiled. Paul looked at me and his expression softened.

"Relax, Paul, everything's going to be fine." I told him, trying to convince the both of us. I guess

Paul saw through my ruse because he smiled at me warmly. I shivered; Paul smiling was a little creepy.

"Yeah, Em, you're right." Paul said, trying to seem relaxed. We arrived at the house and Paul immediately tells me to get inside, while he rushed to his room.

I go to my room and head straight for my bed. I zone out for what seems to be an eternity. All these Untouchables and dodgeballs in my thoughts. About an hour later, I hear a knock at my door.

"Who is it?"

"It's Paul, Em."

I drag myself off my bed and open my door for him.

"What's up, Paul?" I asked.

"I informed your dad about the incident that happened earlier and he's on the way home now. He'll be back by morning. Just thought I'd let ya know."

I beamed.

"Thanks for the great news Paul!" I said and quickly wrapped my arms around him. "Thanks for everything."

Paul looked taken aback and stood there for a while until he awkwardly started patting the top of my head. Paul was not good in these kinds of situations.

"You're welcome, kiddo."

I finally let go of him and Paul heads back to his room. I hear my phone go off and I go to check it. My heart nearly skipped a beat when I saw it was a text from Vincent.

Good evening, Emery, it's Vincent. I hope you don't mind that I texted you.

I squealed and rolled around in my bed trying to contain my excitement. I stayed blissfully wrapped inside my blanket before I remembered I had to reply to him.

It's no problem. (: What's up?

A reply came seconds after I pressed send.

I was wondering if you're free this Saturday? I'd like to take you out for dinner, if it's alright?

I squealed even louder and started bouncing up and down on my bed. The Untouchable, Vincent E. Kazuya was asking me out! I quickly replied him.

Sure, I'd like that. ^^

I read his immediate response.