Novel & Cerita Bodyguard Books Romance

The anticipation that one eager finger will trip over a trigger is a possibility that lies high in the tense air of the room. So with only but a smirk on my face, I look at this man in front of me that has just become a coward. "You have made two fateful mistakes.” Under a mumble of a breath that has a coward trembling, he stumbles over his words, “Please do tell me?” “For one.” I start. “You have underestimated a bodyguard.” As I press the barrel firmer into his skin, “And second, you have failed to notice the determination of a man in love.”

The bodyguard immediately approached. "Do you like this?" Katty asked, pointing at her chest. The bodyguard nodded. "Give me your hand," said Katty. The guard gave her his hand. Katty took the bodyguard's hand and then put it on her chest. The guard seemed unable to hold himself anymore. Spontaneously, he looked down and then swept the two small hills on Katty's chest with his tongue. Katty stretched and groaned, enjoying the sensation of the bodyguard's tongue playing. Occasionally she groaned when the guard bit lightly on her nipple. Her breath was gasping. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The guard immediately stopped his activities. Katty immediately got up and pushed the bodygua

Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section. "Don't you think he will make the best husband for me?" Isabella, sitting with her friend Emily, speaks. "My princess, do you mean Xavier?" Emily asked, not knowing whom the princess was referring to. "No, but my bodyguard. I am in love with him." She answered boldly. Emily could get surprised; she kept mute for a minute; her tongue seemed so heavy to roll words out from her mouth, but she had to talk.

I wondered whether Antony l was human or something else. I broke the kiss disappointedly and went in with a little pout. "Who's he?" Ryder questioned, grabbing my waist gently trickling down to give my ass a tiny squeeze. Everything he does was a sudden turn off unlike before. I pressed his hands to the spot wishing he would squeeze harder. I got pain instead of pleasure when he did. "My new bodyguard, " I responded slightly, biting my lips. "Okay." He quipped his brows before pressing my lips against his. My back was against the fridge and his hands roamed my body. He's successfully turned me on again I think. "Let's take this upstairs. Hope your body-guard won't mind." He spoke into my ear

It almost as if she came alive when she was with him. He recalled a few times when he saw Ana laughing and smiling with Alexander doing simple things he never thought could bring joy to the girl. It was almost Alexander behaved more than just a bodyguard, he acted like a friend to her, it was what he thought the whole time and he thought it was a good thing that she was comfortable with him. However, he had overlooked the possibility of something more going on between them. Yes, what if there was anything romantic involved between his beloved daughter and that bodyguard? As much as Grigory liked Alexander and did have respect for him, he also thought it was inappropriate for them to have any

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

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

If Cameron thought I’d enjoy it, then I damn well would. I traced a fingertip over the back cover, reading the blurb before even cracking it open. A story about the sister of the last book’s male lead—young, reckless, and desperate to be ruined. And the man who should never touch her—her off-limits bodyguard, tasked with protecting her from the world… and from himself. Just my poison. Yep, this was exactly what I needed.

“That’s not something anyone wrote into a ledger two years ago. That’s mine. I’m giving it to you freely, right now, with my eyes open.” Something in my chest ached, warm and full, entirely unlike the cold dread the ledger had left there an hour earlier. “I love you too,” I said, the words simple and clear, no hesitation left in them. “Not because of anything that was arranged. Because of every ordinary, unplanned moment since — the coffee, the shooting range, the ruined eggs. Because of exactly who you are underneath all of it.” I touched his face gently. “Whatever we find out next, I want to face it as that. Not a client and a bodyguard. Just us.”

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.