Bodyguard 2 Novels & Stories

(22). The Billionaire’s Bodyguard . By Pink-Butterfly . Chapter 22: . "Malik what are you doing?" Wilder repeated himself as he felt Malik’s weight on him. "Are you uncomfortable?" Malik asked ignoring his question. 'Is he testing me!?'

the bodyguard replied. One mile was not far. Relieved, Bernard said solemnly, “Tell everybody at home to stay alert and stay put. We can’t let our guard down on Gareth’s men. “If we make it past tomorrow, Mr. Lee will help us, and the family will be safe.” “Yes, sir.” The bodyguard pulled out his phone. “Boom!” Bernard heard a loud noise. The Maybach shook violently, veering sharply toward the roadside railing. “What happened?” Bernard held the grab handle with a pale face.

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.

the bodyguard summarized. Thinking to himself, “That expression on your face says it all. Were you the one who instructed Eric to kidnap Secretary Woods?” Hathaway was extremely shocked. She truly had no idea about this. The person she had hired to find a hitman on the black market hadn't returned yet! Eric... "I really had no knowledge of this!" Hathaway's face turned pale, and she looked like she could faint at any moment. "How is Secretary Woods? Is she still alive?"

I thought Liam had sent him to drag me back. When I pushed through the heavy glass doors into the biting winter air, I saw the second bodyguard, James. He was leaning against a massive black Cadillac Escalade parked at the curb, the engine idling and sending plumes of white exhaust into the air. I tried to ignore him, walking toward the sidewalk to find a cab, but James straightened up and stepped into my path. “Miss Brown,” James said. His voice was a low rumble. I had to stop as he blocked my way, his massive body towering over me. “Move out of my way, James! I’m leaving!” I snapped at him, but he didn't budge an inch.

Ada captures the deep emotional hurt vibrating through my voice and says, "The entire emergency layout tracks as completely settled now. My boots are traveling down the trail to see your face this very instant." After the wireless connection ends, my hand lifts up to wipe the final tears away from my eyes. The bodyguard wants to offer some comfort to calm my spirit down, but his mouth ends up dropping a rough comment instead, "Mr. Lube isn't dead on the ice! My internal beast absolutely hates witnessing wolves cry and whine over basic security friction." My eyes look up at his face with watery vision, asking, "What specific reason explains why your frame wasn't worried that a lethal scenario

For half a second, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then the bodyguard moved. Zayden didn’t hesitate. The second shot rang out sharp and precise. The bodyguard went down with a strangled shout, his knee exploding under the impact as he crashed to the floor, clutching his leg, pain ripping the control from his face. Zayden crossed the room in three steps, gun trained steadily on him. “Don’t,” Zayden said flatly, as the man’s hand twitched toward his weapon. The bodyguard froze, gasping, sweat already beading at his temples.

"Wait, I don't understand. I assigned you two bodyguards who closely monitor and follow all your whereabouts and another five to guard you against any attack." "Huh? But two groups of bodyguards came last night, making a total of twelve if I counted them correctly." Mandy was confused. If the second group of bodyguards was not sent by her dad, who would do it? It was not Marco as well, since he was shocked when the bodyguards came out of nowhere. She suddenly thought of Andrew. 'No, it's impossible.' She didn't entertain the idea. "Mandy, don't you think it was--" Mandy didn't let her dad utter the name of the person he was about to say. She already knew who it was, so she quickly interrupte

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.

The two Bodyguard turn back immediately on hearing the gun shoot but it was too late for them as well as she shoot them by the hands And gripped hold of her clothes then run away. With his running shattering Palm which was bringing out lots of blood,he use his other hands to pick his phone as he raise an alarm before passing out. *****