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Story 8: The bodyguard and the pop star

Author: Tales by Gerald
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-11-04 16:34:49

Chapter 1

I was supposed to stay professional.

That was the only rule I gave myself when the agency assigned me to him. No personal involvement. No reactions. Just keep the principal alive and out of the press for the next six weeks of private European shows. I’d done protection work for politicians, CEOs, even a couple of minor royals. None of them had ever looked at me the way he did the second the suite door closed behind us.

His name was Lennox Vale. Twenty-six. Recently outed in the mos
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