Alex Jones Bodyguard Novels & Stories

He has on aviator sunglasses so I can't see his eyes but I'd bet my bottom dollar that they're as intense as the scowl on his face. He fills out his black t-shirt nicely and if I focus long enough, I'll be able to trace the lines of his six pack through his shirt. Then his legs, those muscle packed legs that eat up the space between us are at least twice the size of mine and I don't know why that makes me even hotter. The most important thing is that this is a man. A man I would happily let fuck me six ways to Sunday, and apparently, he's my bodyguard. Yay, me.

Her eyes were red from crying. "You know this explosive Angel?" Kaitlyn asked. "Yeah. This is Jojo." He pointed a finger at the guy who still stood at an erect position. "And that is Will. They're my newly assigned bodyguards." "This crazy hoot is your bodyguard?" Kaitlyn remarked. Jojo sniffled and rested her head on Angel's left shoulder. "Yeah, I admit Jojo can be a little eccentric but she's alright, I promise." He smiled adoringly and smoothed her hair.

I hissed. “Oh but we can.” Gabriel grinned. I turned to Gatsby, waiting for her to tell me this is a fucking dream and I need to wake up. But she just shook her head and looked the other way. Fuck. This is as real as my depression. “We've already hired your bodyguard.” Gabriel added, replacing his grin with his usual unreadable look. “He's an Ex-Navy SEAL, has top-notch recommendations, and is experienced with guarding high-profile personalities. He’s a sought-after professional and the perfect fit for this job.”

I remarked that he still had compassion for the ones close to him, trying to brush it off as nothing out of the ordinary. "Well, that makes sense," I said, forcing my voice into that deeper, rougher tone. "Diego is Dante's personal bodyguard. If his personal guard gets slaughtered on the borders, it looks bad for his reputation. It just shows he still has compassion for the ones close to him. He needs me functional." Alex rolled her eyes, a sad, knowing look appearing in her eyes. She knew my secret, so she didn't buy my tough guard act for a single second. She sympathized with me, reaching out to gently touch my uninjured shoulder.

Warm blood splattered across the side of my face, carrying that sharp, unsettling smell of iron. He'd been shot. But he didn't make a sound, and the arm around me didn't so much as tremble. At the same time, by the faint moonlight coming through the windows, I caught sight of Julian nearby out of the corner of my eye. The instant the shots rang out, this man, who'd once sworn to protect me with his life, the Ward family's former head bodyguard, had thrown himself, on pure instinct, straight toward Amber. He'd pinned her body beneath his, and even after a stray round grazed his arm, slowing him down further, he never once let go of her.

Even a man like Noah, who had never been trained in combat, could also tell that the man before his eyes was not someone who was easy to handle. “Is… Is that him?” Noah subconsciously asked Jane. Jane was still dumbfounded. However, she also mechanically replied, “He… He is not Alex. He… is Alex’s personal bodyguard.” Noah was speechless. It was no wonder that when he first looked at this man, he felt that this man was very strong and his body was very well-built. Noah felt that this person must be very skilled in combat. The three of them, on the other hand, had been starving for almost three days.

She stood up and walked slowly to her bedroom and minutes later, Asher returned to his room. His hands twitched at his sides and wouldn’t stop until he went to sleep later that night, dreaming of those full lips of hers crushed against his. ---------------------- Alex had sent Victor and Jane to watch Kimberly's apartment. He knew it wasn't going to be easy to grab Kimberly Blake when she had that big macho experienced bodyguard with her and he wanted a clean job. He didn't want to underestimate that man. From the little research he had done, he knew Asher Adams was not a man to mess with. He was good at his job, and if they got sloppy again. It would be bad for him.

He could not really remember the last time he had a meal with someone like that, usually the bodyguards in the house had their meals when their shift was over, but since Alexander was Ana’s private bodyguard, he usually ate in the morning before he was on duty and at night after he was done with his duty, maybe a few bites here and there throughout the day but never a full meal with someone. “I am nervous about today. I don’t know how I am going to face Anton alone.” She confessed. Alexander assured her that she would be just fine because he would be there to watch over her. The plan as for him to wait in the car nearby the area in a blind spot where none of his men could see him. Besides, s

he said with a smirk exiting the office after bidding his father goodbye. He looked at Cheng Ling who was standing outside the whole time waiting for them, he scoffed at his uptight appearance, even though they grew up together he still acted like they were strangers whenever they went out... "Hey James bond let's move," he said to Cheng Ling Who was putting on dark shades and a black suit, all he could think of was the mischief he'd be involved in today. the driver was waiting for them beside the black Lamborghini which was usually parked in the private parking lot.

Nobody wanted to be associated with the losing side, especially when there was no chance of escape anymore. “Sienna,” Alex said, and a mocking smile slowly spread across his face. “You seem surprised to see me.” His eyes never left hers. “Those thugs you sent after me never got the chance to touch me because Mr. Roth’s bodyguards handled them before they could get close.” Frederick looked completely lost, his eyes moved from Sienna to Alex and then back again. “Can somebody explain what the fuck is going on here?” he demanded angrily. Alex turned to look at him. “You must be Mr. Jones,” he said. “Sienna’s husband.”