Bodyguard Novel By Mehwish Ali 소설 & 이야기

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

I groaned, trying to stand. Ethan smirked, he opened his mouth to say something but shut it. “One in need, to be precise. I mean, the heiress of a multi billionaire organization is lying in the arms of a mere bodyguard,” I chided, my elbow pressing against his thighs just to lift my body. He seemed to have noticed my struggling because he pulled me up, so that our eyes locked. “A bodyguard that makes her spread her legs wide on his shoulder,” he mocked, breaking eye contact with me. His tender gaze roamed my face, resting on my lips.

she paused, her eyes darting left and right like a mouse before she whispered, “Is it true Don Alvarez made you his personal bodyguard?” Alina nodded, looking down at the shorter girl. “Yeah he did.” Mira's eyes widened “woah, that's… that's freaking huge! Nobody ever gets promoted like that. Especially not as a maid” “Guess yesterday was an exception,” Alina said quietly. Mira beamed at her. “I'm just glad you're okay, I was worried something terrible would have happened to you.” Alina's chest clenched when she realized that yesterday's event must've been traumatic for someone like mira to witness.

Russell walked to the entrance of the dining room and turned back, saying, "The person coming to pick you up is named Alissa Hensley. She will be your bodyguard from now on." "Okay, I got it. See you tonight!" "See you tonight." Not long after Russell left, Alissa came to pick me up. Alissa had a high ponytail and wore a black T-shirt, military green work pants, and a pair of Martin boots, looking very cool. Seeing me, Alissa raised her eyebrows and said, "From now on, I'm in charge of your safety. If you encounter any danger, just hide behind me." I nodded and replied, "Okay."

I'm more than happy to repeat myself. "You said I shouldn't do something like that ever again." My voice doesn't shake and my stance is one of a confident woman. I take a step closer and he seems to shrink back, except it's not possible for a man like him who has probably faced way more terrifying things to retreat from me—a small woman clad in a towel. "What if I decide to ignore your warning and do it anyway?" Now, you might wonder why I've suddenly made it my life's mission to bang my bodyguard.

“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.

I had no idea it would be with my bodyguard. Red glances at me with a creased eyebrow as he tries to find the signal, his phone up in the air. He's surprised that I'm laughing instead of freaking out. Can I blame him? Not really. I've lost it and I'm aware. Everything happening in my life recently has been like a planned script of a soap opera. I wonder what can surprise me at this rate. I've caught my husband cheating, I've been chased by someone unknown—a killer possibly—and the police can't find any lead, and I'm losing my business to top it all.

"Then you can meet with that friend of yours." Mandira stared at me quietly for a few seconds before nodding her head obediently. "But Di, who are they?" Then she pointed a finger towards Farina, Tony, and Ashif. "They are my personal bodyguards. Darsh sent them here to protect me." Mandira's eyes grew wide in surprise as I replied. Her response was anticipated. People from the middle class would never even think of hiring bodyguards. Initially, I was irritated with Darsh because I believed he had dispatched informers behind me, but they ended up saving my life. Even the thought of what might have happened if the bodyguards had not been with me made me anxious.

With Asher, she felt invisible, which is foolish for someone who has just escaped death. Unfortunately or fortunately, no one trailed or shot at them this time. So instead of going to the hospital and risk Edith kicking them out, Asher got out his phone and decided to call Dragana. “Soldier boy!” Dragana exclaimed the name she had given Asher at first sight, which surprised the bodyguard since he had never called her before, and he hadn't even uttered a word for fuck's sake and yet… “How?” Asher asked suspiciously. He wouldn't put it past her to have had him investigated to see if he would rat her out. Dragana laughed loudly, much to Asher's eardrum discomfort. “Who do you think I am?” She

bodyguard to cover it up? I sigh for the tenth time and lie down on the bed. I am out of that dreadful dress and back into my own clothes. My feet hurt like hell. Pan is clearing the last few questions with the reporters. It took half the day to do this conference and by the end of it, I have somehow become Panda King's girlfriend. All I wanted was to be a bodyguard who earns a lot of money but why am I here? "I'm only putting up with you for the money Panda King!" I shout loudly.