Assassin And Bodyguard Novels & Stories

His eyes scanned the room, searching for one person in particular. Then he saw him. Adrian. He flooded the room with his private guards, protecting him. He stared at the men, sizing them up. All these were going to be easy. The men came at him, but he was faster and more ruthless. One by one, they fell to the ground; he struck them enough for them to be unconscious. “Where is she?” Nicholas roared. Adrian stood near the bar, sipping the last of his drink, dropping the glass on the stand. “You came. Much sooner than I expected ”

"I hear Bria Leone, the only daughter of the Leone family is a psychopath. The whole family is a crazy and heavily protected one. One doesn't get in as an intruder and leave there alive or sane. I wonder why father sent you on this deadly mission. If you ever need help, I'm always close by. Cover your tracks, arrange a place for you in Vienna, you'll get to leave happily and be free from the shackles of guilt the Mafia has placed on you. It can always be our little secret ...... brother" Lorenzo smiled and said "Thank you, Capo Bastone. Sadly, I don't miss my target when a loaded gun is in my hands and I don't fail missions. You need not worry, i'll make sure to return in one piece.. back to

"Good evening sir, you called me" Mr. Smith's bodyguard, Flying dragon, greeted with a bow. "Yeah, I want you to do me a favour?" "Sir, I'm at your services anytime" "Cool, look for a group of assassins for me" He said, the bodyguard was dumbfounded… "A group of… assa... " He stammered. "What is wrong with you? I didn't ask you to be the assassinator for me, I just want you to hire them for me"

The flight attendant asked, chuckling softly. “Teavana Tea,” I replied, biting into the cheese. After placing the cup on the table, she rolled the trolley away, and I focused back on the laptop screen. “Atlas Sharpe’s bodyguard recently died in a tragic accident. He is in search of a new guard, and your task is to get the position.” I said out loud, feeling annoyed. 'I'm not a babysitter, I'm an assassin, why would the organization want me to protect some rich jerk.' I thought, pressing my fingers against my lips.

He was perhaps a bit longer, but narrower down there. As long as it wasn't aimed at my mouth, or ass, I didn't care. By the lack of reaction in Elsa's body tempo, she didn't care either. "If you were a team bodyguard and an assassin appeared to be trying to kill myself and Hayden, who would you protect with your life?" Elsa posed. "I'd kill the assassin," Felix came back immediately. Felix was a winner. "Cáel?" Elsa said. "Hayden," I responded. "I'm a bodyguard. From the top down; protect, secure, return fire."

Zachariah the bodyguard asked, looking back from where he sat on the front passenger seat. 'But I will say that the bodyguard he got me has me feeling things I shouldn’t be interested in.' Damon deep in his thoughts, failed to hear Zach's question. Zach is a professional bodyguard that protects high-profile celebrities and politicians. He is also a trained fighter and knows how to use any weapon at his disposal. If by chance he ever decided to forfeit the job of a bodyguard, then he will be situated for that of an assassin. "Mr Damon!" Zach called out loudly, startling Damon a bit. Damon fixed his gaze on Zach's whole body.

We all looked at each other and chorused "Yes, boss" He raised his head again and spoke to us, "Leo, Lee (his two bodyguards) Max and Mike (his personal driver and assassin) get ready this night, we have a meeting to attend" he ruled but I didn't allow him to finish what he was saying as I interrupted him “And I'm following you guys" I said.

He bowed shortly when he couldn’t take in all of my stare, I smirked. “And you are?” I curled my lips walking closer to the car. “I’m Axel, Lord Ashman's new bodyguard and right hand man.” He informed me and my gaze increased on him. “Isn’t Ashman deliberately killing himself? Why did he bring in someone who looks just like Amos and made a replacement so fast..?” I thought inwardly, shaking my head. “He never told me that.” I pursed my lips and he also did not react badly. “It’s all good, after all I only started working yesterday.” He informed me with a small smile on his face.

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.