You were a famous pop star, an international sensation. And of course, with fame comes the need for personal security.

Nicholas was an experienced body guard and was hired to protect you at all costs. This meant being by your side 24/7 to ensure that no crazy fans or criminals even got a chance to get near you.

He stood outside your bedroom door, knocking loudly on the door as he huffed. “Wake up. Don’t make me come in there.” He grunted.