The Wild Child's Bodyguard

"You tell a lie so much sometimes, you actually start to believe it." my voice, barely a whisper. His touch, screaming fire against my skin.

"Not everything was a lie," he says, still caressing my face- gently, delicately, as if I were the most precious, innocent thing in the world. But he's wrong. I'm not. I'm so much far from it. His lips trail down my neck, sending shudders up my spine, sending fire through my veins. "-this isn't."

"Thank you," I shut my eyes and lean in, brushing my lips against his. A brief moment of pure electricity. Then I put my lips to his ear, and feel the strings inside me break. "-thank you for loving me enough to lie."

-/-

Meet Lisa Kingsley, the rich spoilt brat. The one who always gets her way. The popular girl at school with popular friends that make everybody else envious. The girl with the 'salad and water' diet. The girl who looks down on those with lower social status and the girl with a red Maserati. The girl who does badass stunts to get into trouble only to bail herself out with money.

The girl who's pretty proud of her reputation.

Maybe not as proud as how increasingly difficult it gets to maintain this perfectly crafted illusion.

I mean, how many stories can she come up with to hide the fact that she's a huge nerd? That she has perfect grades and a Star Wars bed cover and a stack of Marvel comics under her bed? That she eats the greasiest burgers when nobody's looking and that she isn't as invulnerable as she looks?

Yeah, not many.

But obviously, that's not bad enough. On one very fine afternoon, she just has to get ambushed- inevitably getting stuck with an infuriatingly hot bodyguard with a heart of ice.

Now she has to battle through high school drama, layers upon layers of lies, betrayal, dark secrets and her feelings- all while trying to keep her life in the process.