"So, you probably wanna know what she's like" the guard said but Alexander kept quiet, he didn't like to unnecessarily talk but he was curious, cause in his assumptions she would probably be a spoilt brat who would order him around and get on his nerves.
"Well, she is quite the looker first of all and she is not gonna give you too much trouble though she can go a little overboard with her little adventures, so you'll have your hands full with that one but all in all nice girl" the guard rambled on while they walked towards where Isla was.
Not a spoilt brat then, he'll believe it when he sees it.
It seemed they were walking towards the gardens where there was a little cluster of maids gathered around a tree looking distressed.
When they finally reached the tree, they saw the girl sitting sideways on a branch high up.
"She won't get down, if she gets hurt Mr. Gambino will have our throats" one of the maids said.
"Millie it's not that I don't wanna get down, it's just that it was easy to get up, but I am scared to get down now" the girl who Alexander assumed was Isla said from the tree.
"Well, you weren't very clever with that decision, were you?" Millie retorted.
"Okay will you stop scolding me and get me down please" Isla said.
She looked down from the tree and saw the tall buff man in the crisp black suit.
Hah! A bodyguard he'll help she thought.
"Hey mister! You in the black suit, the tall one help me out will ya? I am gonna jump on the count of three and you catch me" she said, he was standing close enough.
So, before Alexander had the time to utter out anything Isla counted to three and jumped with her eyes closed.
On instinct, he quickly stepped forward and brought his arms forward catching her before she hit the ground. Her arms naturally wounded around his neck to ensure she wouldn't fall.
A look at her face and for a while, he couldn't stop staring, she was exquisite. Pin straight long black hair flowing down over his arm, pale complexion with ruby red lips that looked so plush and kissable, and the ocean blue pools of eyes decorated with thick long black lashes which made her look so delicate as they brushed her rosy cheeks. Moreover, her white dress' shoulder step had come loose falling to the side, exposing her milky silk skin, absolutely flawless from there his eyes traveled to her well-defined collar bones almost calling out to him to leave hickeys and down ways to her provocative cleavage.
Beautiful was all he could think.
"Thank you!" She chimed jumping out of his arms to stand on her own feet. He was disappointed at the loss but nonetheless he came back to earth from his trance.
"My duty ma'am. My name is Alexander Rossi, I am the new personal bodyguard assigned to you, I'll be staying with you 24/7 as per orders" he said with a stone face.
"Oh cool! I'll call you Alex is that alright?" She asked with a hopeful smile.
"Whatever you prefer ma'am" he answered.
"You don't have to call me ma'am, my name is Isla Moon so you could call me by my first or middle name if you want, I really don't mind" she offered.
She had to crane her neck up to talk to him, he was at least six feet tall while she stopped at five four so that didn't help her case.
"It's standard protocol ma'am, it wouldn't be professional" he explained.
"Well, umm... okay then, my offer will always stay open though" she said with a dimply smile.
He was still in awe of her beauty and from the looks of it she was well mannered too.
Maybe if she was a spoilt brat, it would've been easier to concentrate on his job.