Best Bodyguard Romance Books Novels & Stories

My eyes widened when I saw Adrian hovering over me, concerned with some men behind him, and he assisted me to get my restraints off before he pulled me up. "Adrian? How did you get here?" I don't remember telling him where I was or what had transpired. "My bodyguard." "But... He died..." "Yes, but not before sending me a status quo of your situation." He reached behind me to grab a device I hadn't known was attached to my pants, and he stuffed it into his own pocket. "GPS also. Now let's get this asshole to Italy. I'm tired." We both turned around to Juan, who groaned one more time, and beside him was a body that moved slightly; I almost missed it.

“Aiden, it’s really not...” “Oh, sweetheart, hush.” Aiden flicked his hand at him. “You’re too pretty to lie convincingly.” I choked. “Aiden!” “What?” He shrugged. “I’m just saying what everyone with a functioning pair of eyes has been thinking.” He pointed at Ethan. “Tall, intimidating, smoldering bodyguard.” Then pointed at me. “Stubborn workaholic CEO with repressed feelings? It’s literally slow-burn romance 101.” Ethan rubbed the back of his neck. He wouldn’t look at me. That alone made something flutter—dangerously—inside my chest.

I reminded him and he nodded. “I know. You said he stays with you as well, right?” He asked and I nodded. “That was one of the conditions we had when he volunteered to be my bodyguard” I told him and he furrowed his eyebrows. “I'm sorry if this comes off as offensive but why do you need a bodyguard? How did you even meet him?” He asked and I pursed my lips as I suddenly remembered how Jaxon and I met. It felt like a long time ago and now, I realized I never really asked why he had been attacked in the first place.

"What did you say?" "I walk out of the club with an obviously unwilling woman slung over my shoulder and these men don't think it's safe to stop me?" I could be anyone, for fucks sake. "What the fuck kind of place is this?" I shake my head in disbelief. "If these seedy kind of places are where you and your friend sneak out to at nights, then maybe you’re not the only one who needs a bodyguard.” I let her slide down to the ground, choosing to focus on fetching the car keys out of my pocket and not the way her body, soft in all the right places, feels sliding against mine.

As cringy as it is, my heart did a flip and I looked into his boiling eyes. “Don’t walk past me, princess.” He hissed. “You don’t talk to me like that.” I snapped back while promptly looking into his eyes. His captivating brown eyes. “I am your bodyguard. I need to know your whereabouts.” He said pulling me closer to him. I wanted to pull away, but I couldn’t. He has this commanding aura, like he was born to be a leader and not a bodyguard. What are his deepest secrets. I want to know what this man is hiding. He has demons circling inside his eyes, and I knew he saw horrors in his life.

The white guy must have realized there is no way the code wallet will be around anywhere because he pull me into his car and locked the door. My heart jump instantly into my mouth and i began to pray to my lord to save me from the scarred face but handsome man who seem to be in his early thirties. He didn't drive, i thank my lord for that because there is still a chance to escape ... Right? I have seen Angelina Jolie, a famous actress does that many times without numbers, I mean jumping out of a running car. If i put the right pressure and adrenaline i might even be better than her.

Heinz insulted Richie. "Dad!" Sharlynn shrieked loudly, drawing the attention of the guests and the dancing couple. Richie, feeling insulted, was silent. He was trying to control his emotions. After all, he was just a bodyguard. "Is it just because Richie is a bodyguard that you insult him? No, Dad, you're mistaken. Richie is not that low! He's a dignified man who has saved my life many times!" argues Sharlynn, defending her husband's honor. Although they were only married on paper, the man was still legally her husband.

He couldn't let anything happen to her. "I'll pay you whatever you want," Nathan said, desperation creeping into his voice. "It's not about money, Nathan," Jacob sneered. "It's about revenge." The line went dead, leaving Nathan staring at his phone in shock. He knew that he had to act fast. He couldn't trust the police - they would never believe that a billionaire like him was in danger. He needed someone he could trust. He remembered hearing about a group of bodyguards who had taken down a notorious criminal in a daring raid. They were led by a woman named Miranda Woods, a skilled fighter and strategist who had a reputation for being the best in the business.

The second bodyguard sighed in his quite long breath. “Mmm… But before going away, I think it’s such a pity not to enjoy her body… Only Boss Leonard could enjoy her body, not us… Right now is our golden opportunity… What do you think?” The first bodyguard had stared at Wenny Kammal really hungrily. “Mmm… You’re right… Hurry up then… Let’s not waste the time anymore, Buddy…” The second bodyguard had also been really thirsty to touch and enjoy Wenny Kammal’s body. His thirst had asked to be quenched.

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.