Protecting Miss Billionaires

Chapter 3 - School Or Hell House?

Don't judge me. You can't handle half of what I've dealt with.
There's a reason I do the things I do. There's a reason I am who I am.
- Anonymous

Lisa's POV

Today is the first day of our new semester. I'm so excited. I open my closet which contains six long racks and take a walk checking all the dresses I pass by.

I'm so confused what to wear. I wanna wear something classy. Just something to bring up my beauty. I pick up a red crop top with low neck and a short dark skirt with a slit. Yup! This looks like it.

I was about to leave when I suddenly remembered Damon's gonna be here as well.

He would be my personal bodyguard as of today. My bodyguard. I shook my head. Just the thought of it made my heart beat escalate.

I hold the dress in front of my body. This won't really do, will it?

I put the clothes back in the rack and start to search something delicate. Something that would make me look cute.

I came across a yellow knee length dress. Yup! That's it. I'm wearing this today.

Applying some light makeup, I leave the room, swinging my backpack along the way.

Damon was already in the living room and I intake a sharp breath as soon as my eyes land on him. He wore a black and white outfit as every usual bodyguard but damn! Does he look way more hot than the others!

His eyes are fixed at one place as he patiently waits with his hands folded behind his back. His lightly tan skin looking smoother than silk.

I take this opportunity to study his face. His perfectly carved cheekbones with a jawline so sharp I'm sure it would give a scar with just a touch.

His hair is neatly combed. And the black watch and sunglasses added much to his looks.

He looks hotter than the hottest guy in our University. I mean Frank is indeed hot but nothing as compared to him. Damon could easily surpass anyone with his godly features.

As if he sensed my presence, he immediately shot a look my way before giving me a breathtaking smile.

My heart skipped a beat, going as cold as ice before I recovered, returning a smile of my own. Gosh he's hot!

We were about to leave when Hazel showed up. She just went right past us without even greeting or glancing our way. Everyone here is used to it so it didn't even bother us.

But I'm sure Damon sensed some tension. But it's fine. He too, eventually will get used to her hostility.

We sit in the car and I wanted to talk to him but just then my phone buzzed.

It was a message from my best friends Bella and Candice who were waiting for me. I inform them I'm on my way.

Damon glances at me from the rear mirror, I'm sure he has something to say.

"So are you and Hazel in a fight or something?" I knew he was going to ask about it.

I tell him about how Hazel prefers to be alone. Being in a fight with Hazel can get ugly. Even daddy cannot handle her at times.

But what I didn't tell him was that I do not like her one bit. She's honestly a self centered bitch.

But she was still tolerable until three years ago, until that incident wh...

My thoughts were scattered when the car came to a halt, Damon gets off the car walking to my side in a stiff and professional way. He looks a bit different now. A lot more serious.