Assassin And Bodyguard Novels & Stories

“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.

“How is that bastard still breathing?” Don Asher freaked out, landing a slap across the face of the assassin who had just announced their failed attempt on Kyle’s life. The bodyguard’s knees sank to the ground. “I’m utterly sorry, Rogue King. The bullet was fired at him, but his beta saw us on time and got shot instead.” Breathing heavily, Don Asher clenched his fist in annoyance. “I went through so much trouble to get that bullet, and you just wasted it on a f****** Beta.”

Something else. “From today, you will be my new personal bodyguard.” a dangerous glint crossed his eyes as if daring Alina to object.

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.

I pressed the trigger, and the bullet flies off but then at that same moment, one of Aris idiot bodyguard, decided to come stand in front of Aris window. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!." I yelled out annoyed as Aris car drove off in speed. I quickly pack up my stuff, afraid of being seen by the remaining bodyguards who stayed back to search for me. Well mission failed. ******************** 🔘Aris Pov 🔘 "I can't believe anyone would try to kill you, you are Aris Micah loved by everyone." Drew says having an unbelievable look on his face and i sigh. "Well, aprantely not everyone shares that idea with you, Drew. I still can't believe the fact that I would have been dead If, Justin didn't stand in fr

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

The man looked at the potion in shock. "Of course I will. Don't worry, the injection I gave you will not only help you so that you will not die easily, it also makes it impossible for you to move. So will you answer my question or not" She raised the potion and waved it to his face. "I will say!" He yelled desperately. "Good! I'm listening!" Scarlett muttered. "They were the best couple in the research and Assassin organization. It's just that, they steal things but they never kill people.

He even assigned several agile bodyguards to protect Aspen 24 hours a day and installed surveillance equipment around her residence. On the day of the assassination attempt, the hitmen infiltrated Aspen's residence. They thought their plan was flawless, unaware that their every move was being monitored by Aren. Just as the hitmen were about to strike, Aren appeared with the bodyguards, engaging in an intense fight with the hitmen. Aren was exceptionally skilled, fearlessly taking on multiple opponents at once. At the same time, his men exchanged blows with the hitmen in a fierce battle. Eventually, with the assistance of the bodyguards, Aren subdued all the hitmen. Aspen remained unharmed, b

"What's this? the light went off?" The assassin said, looking through his microscope. He stood upright, held his waist with both hands, and looked up. "Shit" He kicked on an empty can on the floor in frustration. Then he remembers the bugging devices and plugged his earphones. "Fuck, There's no." signal. "Don't tell me the bodyguard found and disabled it? Argh, Who the tell trained that bodyguard?" He asked, rhetorically. He packed his gun into a case and wore his facemask and face cap properly, heading towards the stairs.

The room plunged into a strobing, jagged darkness lit only by the emergency lights and the muzzle flashes that followed. Givana Anaus’s lead bodyguard, a mountain of a man trained in Mossad tactics, reached for his hip. He never cleared the leather. Aston raised his hand and the bodyguard’s head hit the table with a wet, heavy thud before his heart even realized it had stopped beating. Shrieks and screams echoed through the room as various bodyguards — high priced, and well trained —- began dropping like flies. Aston grinned widely. “No one will hear you.”