Alex Jones Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Christina withdraws her sunglasses from her face to take a good look at the new person who was not well informed about her. "And who are you?" She raised a question with a frown. "My name is Jessica and I'm the new personal bodyguard to Sir Carlo. Now can you please identify yourselves before you get in to see the boss?" Jessica answered back. Christina scans her from head to toe and chuckles out loud then shoves her out of her way and saunters into the mansion. "Excuse me, ma'am, don't let me manhandle you in your condition," Jessica exclaimed while she tried to clasp Christina's wrist but her commander intervened and tackled her to the floor and rested his knee on her back as he twisted he

"Don't stare at our guest that way." Alex didn't bother to even look up at him. Now, she walked around the male, sizing up every thing. All she could find. This man— He was at the hospital, wasn't he? With that crying one. Who was he? His boyfriend? Why was he here? "Who is he?" "Your new bodyguard." She paused behind him now, letting the words ring in her head before she appeared beside the dark haired male, her eyebrows raised. "My... New bodyguard? Why do I need one? I never leave the house."

“Really. Just a few scratches.” Her gaze flicked to Cole, taking in his imposing frame and the gun holstered discreetly at his side. “And this must be your new… assistant?” “Something like that,” I muttered. “Bodyguard,” Cole said simply, offering his hand. “Cole Maddox.” Julia hesitated, then shook it. “Well. You’ll have your hands full with this one.” “Already noticed,” he replied, deadpan. I groaned. “Fantastic. You two can bond over how impossible I am.”

The receptionist explained. Alex looked at Rhea and at the two bodyguards behind her and frowned. He recognised her and knew they belonged to PJ Brand. “Apologies but my staff is only following orders.” Alex said, trying to be respectful. “Whatever. I’m here for something very important.” Rhea said, disregarding the apology. “Very well then, but I’m afraid your bodyguards can’t come with you.” Alex stated. “Why not?” Rhea asked. “Company rules.” Alex replied. Two hefty men came out of nowhere and stood respectively on both sides of Alex.

“Thank you for this, Victor. Your kindness and friendship will never be forgotten.” Victor put a hand on the older man’s shoulder. “I’m happy to help, Elliot. Now, let me introduce your nurse and your bodyguard. Jayden and I have chosen both.” He waved Leo forward. “This is Leo Jonas. He is the best bodyguard available. He will keep you and your family safe while you’re here.” “It’s nice to meet you, Leo,” Elliot Gray said. Leo politely acknowledged his charge, and Victor drew an attractive middle-aged woman forward.

Now I was back to risking everything—every piece of myself—for her again. Hired as a bodyguard. Assigned to serve a certain CEO. I didn’t get the full details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to ask. When you’re drowning, you don’t check the rope somebody throws at you—you just hold on. The pay was high, unbelievably high. Almost suspiciously high. But I needed it. I needed it desperately. Jasmine needed urgent treatment. And the loan sharks… They’d been hunting us for almost two years. Knocking. Threatening. Following. Our lives had become a cycle of whispering, hiding, praying no one found us.

Yes, the young man… The one who blew my mind away at first gaze. “What did you hire him for?” I asked as I was kindly greeting him with a head gesture not to be rude. He probably must be a model or an actor to be in our commercials, but it was really weird, because hiring a model wasn’t my dad’s job; he was the chairman of the group after all. “He is your bodyguard from now on,” he said. That was strange, because I had never needed a bodyguard before. “My bodyguard? Are we in need of protection currently?”

I groaned, trying to stand. Ethan smirked, he opened his mouth to say something but shut it. “One in need, to be precise. I mean, the heiress of a multi billionaire organization is lying in the arms of a mere bodyguard,” I chided, my elbow pressing against his thighs just to lift my body. He seemed to have noticed my struggling because he pulled me up, so that our eyes locked. “A bodyguard that makes her spread her legs wide on his shoulder,” he mocked, breaking eye contact with me. His tender gaze roamed my face, resting on my lips.

Simple. The next morning, Kieran showed up at Sinclair Corporation headquarters fifteen minutes early, dressed in his usual black tactical gear with his dark hair pulled back tight. The building was a massive glass and steel tower that probably cost more than Kieran would make in his entire lifetime. Security at the front desk looked him over with barely concealed disdain when he said he was there to see Elliot Sinclair. "You're the new bodyguard?" one of them asked, a smug beta who clearly thought this was hilarious. "Aren't you a little... small?"

The new bodyguard was a woman. Jason didn't know whether to be insulted or amused. "You've got to be kidding me." He looked from his grandmother's smiley face to the tomboy standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty. "Her?" "Her name is Jenna Smith," Helena said. "And she comes highly recommended." "She could as well be one of my fitness coaches." "Fitness coaches don't have her training." Jason moved in a circle around Jenna slowly. She didn't flinch or move, she just stood still.