My possessive bodyguard

Chapter 2 edited

You know that I'm a crazy bitch

I do what I want when I feel like it

All I wanna do is lose control oh oh

But you don't really give a shit

you go with it go with it go with it

Cause you're fucking crazy rock'n'roll.....

I kept singing while going in through the security gate and gave a nod to the guard.

There I saw my dad by his limousine talking with someone else, I guess my precious body guard.

I park beside my dad's limo and turn of the music and get out of the car.

I notice my dad is standing straight with a smirk on his face, how sometimes I want to slap it of his face but I know I can't or else I'll really be in deep shit.

"I know your angry but this is for your own good, honey," he tries to amend the situation, but guess what buddy, I don't care, what's done its done.

"Just get over it-" I tell him folding my arms in front of my chest and give him a dark serious look.

My dad sighs and turns around and nods at the guy to come closer.

Oh Shit! I look at his face and I instantly get mesmerized by his eyes, his are a cold blue but if you focus you'll see swirls of black in them. Just beautiful.

It was a beautiful sight, lifeless eyes but at the same time they tell you so much history. A story of pain but at the same time of survival, of a fighter.

I guess I got another mission.......

Apart from this he has black hair, light tan color skin and is most definitely muscular from what I can observe that is showing through his shirt. He's wearing a bullet proof vest with a white shirt on top of it with black dress pants, but the top buttons of his shirt are open so I know of the vest, I have one myself.

I quickly close in on his stance when he reaches my dad and also folds his arms like I did and raises his eye brows as if inspecting me. I on the other hand am with Stretch Bull Denim short shorts, a white Ashley Scott Poster half shirt and a pair of black converse sneaks and my wet hair in a messy but good look.

We silently were having a staring contest, to see who would summit first.

And hell was I going to summit.

My dad cleared his throat "Alec I called you in to take care of my daughter not start World War 3 with her," my dad said strictly but was sounding like he was getting amused of this.

"Wait this-" I looked at him up and down with disgust moving my hand up and down, "Will be my protector, and really daddy I thought you would have higher standards."

"Enough, I need to get on a plane in half an hour with your mother and you are not to go out, am I understood?" my dad said sternly and looked at me in the eye.

"Yes sir, I understand," I said with sarcasm and walked away while my wet hair was swaying, since I just got back from the beach.

"Oh and my name is Ale-", the guys name -now Alec- said.

"You think I care? Exactly," I said turning around and kept walking to my car and parked it in the garage, then I headed to the house to take a hot bath.