Bodyguard Book Series Novels & Stories

she said holding my hands in hers, I caressed the top of her hand as we both smiled, “I missed you more.” I didn’t feel comfortable when I saw the guy was standing behind me so I turned around and asked him “are you gonna sit or stay standing like that all the time?” he looked at me with anger face but I rolled my eyes and looked back to Andrea.“That’s my bodyguard Elijah,” she said when I was about to ask her about her belly, I stayed silent as I looked at her then back to him. “Oh your...your bodyguard,” I stared at his beautiful gorgeous eyes.

The bodyguard’s gaze turned steely as he tried to grab Kayson. Kayson raised his hand for a palm strike, sending the bodyguard over ten meters through the air until he crashed against the wall with a thud. The other bodyguard was alarmed, but Kayson threw him to the floor with a slap as well, breaking a few of his teeth while he was at it. He then opened the door and entered. The room's occupants went quiet, and Kayson saw Gabriel, bleeding on the floor. “Where’s Wanda Wainwright?” Kayson looked at one of the men—a shocked guy in his 30s. It was the boss of the bar, Martin.

Chapter 27 The safehouse felt smaller with every passing hour. Luca was patched up and sleeping off the worst of his beating in the back room. Marco drifted in and out of consciousness. Elena kept her distance, eyes watchful. Leo couldn’t stop staring at her, the photos burning a hole in his mind. Not yet. Not until they had Luca back on his feet. Kai, however, was the one worrying him most. The bodyguard sat hunched over the remaining decrypted files, shirt off, fresh bandages wrapped tight around his ribs. The knife wound from the rescue was deeper than he’d let on. His skin burned hot under Leo’s palm when he touched him.

- I say hoping that he understands. “If I get Mike to approve will you go out on a date with me?” - he asks holding my hand “Sure” - I let out. I know Mike will never say yes. He is a protective little shit. I gather my things and I walk out of the building. My new bodyguard is starting to drive me insane. He thinks he can control my life. I walk into the town car and he sits next to me. Does he know what boundaries are? “To my father please” - I say

She lightly hit his chest demanding he doesn't dare report for duty. "Some help here, please." Asher turned to Marcia. The older woman looked away with a wicked grin. She could tell the bodyguard was more than ready to jump back to work, but she didn't want to go against Isabella. The young woman had every reason to fuss. Not only had her boyfriend's life in danger because of her, but he was also among the few she could fully trust remaining. "Traitor." Asher grumbled watching Marcia busy herself like she hadn't heard his plea.

His meditation was interrupted when he became conscious of Marco's presence. "Bellisimo, isn't it?" Marco Said. Lorenzo remained still, eyes still gazed on the water fountain. "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"

My bodyguard 1 I remember the day Knox arrived like it was etched into my skin with a hot blade. My parents had been paranoid ever since that creep started sending those letters—twisted little notes slipped under the door of our estate, promising he'd come for me soon. I was twenty-two, fresh out of college, living off Daddy's—no, my father's—credit cards and the endless parties that came with being the heiress to a tech fortune. Freedom was my drug, and now it was being ripped away because some psycho thought he owned a piece of me.

“Of course I do. You never let anyone forget.” Ethan watches, quiet. His presence is subtle but strong. I notice him watching me smile at Miriam. It makes something twist inside my chest. I push it down. Miriam bumps my shoulder lightly. “And Ethan here… you always travel with bodyguards now? Or is he your official grocery partner?” I freeze for a half-second. Ethan smirks faintly. Miriam notices it, raises an eyebrow. “He’s my… assistant,” I say quickly. “I mean, he helps with errands. That’s all.” He doesn’t contradict me. He just walks beside me, calm and steady.

Warm blood splattered across the side of my face, carrying that sharp, unsettling smell of iron. He'd been shot. But he didn't make a sound, and the arm around me didn't so much as tremble. At the same time, by the faint moonlight coming through the windows, I caught sight of Julian nearby out of the corner of my eye. The instant the shots rang out, this man, who'd once sworn to protect me with his life, the Ward family's former head bodyguard, had thrown himself, on pure instinct, straight toward Amber. He'd pinned her body beneath his, and even after a stray round grazed his arm, slowing him down further, he never once let go of her.

She was mine, and from this day onward I would be whatever she needed me to be. A man. A friend. A lover. A killer. Because God was my witness, no one would ever hurt this woman ever again. Even though she had cured my blackened heart, a part of me would always be the ruthless, callous bastard. Only this time I had something worth fighting for. Something worth killing for. In this city, I was a fucking prince, and I would ruin and rule to protect what was mine…from this day forward. ***** --------------- This is the end of the Bologna series and I just want to say thank you for sticking with me throughout this journey. I made this chapter extra long as my way of saying thank you for your lov