Big Bodyguard Novels & Stories

the female officer said immediately. After she stepped aside, Ezra smacked his lips and said, "Dominic, what exactly happened here?" Dominic briefly explained the situation. Ezra stared at him in disbelief. "You're saying the three of you took down twenty people?" Dominic patted Max's arm and smiled. "I've got a bodyguard." Max stood beside him like a wall. At well over 6'5", and now fully recovered after weeks of proper food and care, his massive frame made him look like a human barrier.

I sighed heavily, understanding that I would never concentrate on my book. “Why did you become a bodyguard?” I asked the question that I’d been holding back since the first day he was introduced as my bodyguard. He turned a page without looking up. “The book in your hands must be boring if you are already searching for conversation,” he said. “I asked a real question, Stefano Morello,” I insisted, my voice firm and clear. “Why this job of all things?” He closed the volume, scoffed once, and shook his head. “To protect people. But it turns out I was not always good at protecting people.”

I should be but I wasn’t. Yeah, it was my first day at work as the personal bodyguard to the famous New York’s most handsome young CEO. As the elevator moved, I braced myself up to face my soon to be boss who was none other than Ryan Robin Anderson. He was popularly called RRA. Classic, huh? I stepped out of the elevation as it stopped. “Hi,” I looked up to see a middle aged man. “You must be the new bodyguard.” He said. I nodded with a smile.

No wait, looking more closely i realized it wasn't a flash drive but a code wallet. I exhaled sharply when i saw this. I have only saw code wallets in movies back at home but thanks to the TV though i was able to recognize it at once. Jerking me from my fantasy was a call from the airport. I frown deeply as confused line appear on my forehead. I answered the call slowly and immediately i heard the cold voice of a man. " You have my duffel bag... Right ? " The voice came, booming into my ear loudly and i barely nodded in response.

I didn't hesitate to open and to my surprise, I saw a huge man with a stern and serious expression. His eyebrows were huge and thick. He was groomed in a black attire which made him more scary. His big lips were curved into a mischievous grin that seemed to tease his tall stature and dark skin and eyes were intimidating. I was shocked to see this huge unknown man. I thought he had made a mistake but he confirmed that he was sent by madam Alma. This is when I realized that Alma had hired a new bodyguard. I tried to gain some courage and ask him more, but immediately he removed the papers in his black briefcase and gave them to me before I could say anything exposing his gun.

Her face heated when the memory flashed in her mind. “Good morning, Mr Lopes. My name is Isaiah Wilson, part-owner of Global Security, and this is Palmer Burris. He’ll be one of the bodyguards charged to protect your daughter.” Palmer gave a curt nod; his hands clasped behind him. Hearing the news that Palmer–the man she had earth shattering sex with last night–was now her bodyguard, Natalie’s knees nearly buckled under her. She faltered to the nearest lounge sofa and plunked down. Her eyes finding refuge in the scene of high-rise buildings, their windows reflecting the morning sun.

He held onto the bow tightly, ensuring it wouldn't fall off. He must have drawn the worst style. Maddy's jaw dropped. "Fuck." Seth laughed awkwardly and walked with more stiffness compared to the other guys. Lennox and I both looked away from him at the same time. My head was spinning. I handed Lennox my mug. "Take a sip." "The youngest bodyguard is a lovely Gemini and a vegetarian," Willow narrated. "He's Brazilian-American, a former pro-boxer, and Davin's little brother. You'd want to introduce this hunk to your parents."

One of the bodyguards gave Zayn a push but was unable to nudge him. It was like Zayn was a pillar pinned to the ground. “Hmm?” The foreign bodyguard creased his brows and scowled. How dare this runt get in their way? He increased his force to shove Zayn’s chest while wearing a malicious smirk. Towering at 6’2” and weighing over 220 pounds, it was a piece of cake for him to push a scrawny man like Zayn.

Charles took a glance and said indifferently, “You’re fugly, German man. You’re not even worthy of a flick from me.” The bodyguard glared at him angrily at once. “Bullsh*t! Do you believe that I can kill a skinny brat like you with one punch?” Charles calmly said, “Make your move then!” Roar! The eight-foot-two-tall bodyguard was a solid giant. He blasted a fist as big as a casserole pot ruthlessly toward Charles.

I scowl at him and throw a hanger but he dodges just in time. "Don't underestimate me. I'm a bodyguard." "Which rich person will you be protecting?" Mint asks curiously. "Pa–" I quickly stop. I can't tell him the truth. "Liana King. You probably don't know her." I say. It's safer to have him think I am guarding and living with a woman. "What?! You're the bodyguard for the Liana King?! How? What luck did you receive?!" "Huh? You know her?" I ask, completely confused at his fanboy attitude.