Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Bodyguard 2 reprimanded him "Moussaieff Diamond in red. The shield in red. Not just Ruby." The automobile came to a complete halt. The bodyguards 1 and 2 in the front stepped out of the car and took Edgar into the club. Ace got out of the car to answer a phone call. I kept staring at Bernie for what he had done. "What are you staring at me for?" Bernie inquired. I turned away from him, slumped back in my seat, and avoided looking at him. They returned after a while and chatted to Ace. "They won't let you into the staff room. They claim it's an all-girls staff room..."

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.

the bodyguard shouted angrily, raising his fist and charging toward him. Bernard smiled at the sight of the bodyguard’s rage. This wasn’t an ordinary person. He was a black belt in every martial art, a retired special bodyguard who was notorious for his fighting skills. With a punch, even if Esteban didn’t die, he would become a useless idiot.

“You work here too?” “Yeah.” He’d jammed his fists into his jeans pockets. Fuck, his hand was tingling from even that minute contact with her soft skin. “I bounce.” “Curtis is one of your personal bodyguards,” Aidan had explained smoothly, knowing full well that conversation wasn’t Curtis’ strong suit. “His job is to watch your back, keep you safe.” Tessa had nodded, gazing up at him, taking in his broad shoulders and rippling arm muscles. “I can see that.”

I needed a touch that didn't come with strings attached. Once the elevator hit the ground floor and the doors slid open into the fancy, high-ceilinged lobby, I gasped. A man was walking directly toward me, dressed in an all-black suit with a heavy overcoat and dark sunglasses. He was holding his hand near the holster of his gun. It was Zach, the lead bodyguard Liam had assigned to me some time ago. “Good morning, Miss Brown,” Zach said. His voice was polite but firm. “Please, come with me.”

His companion, Rolex, was slightly shorter but exuded a treacherous vibe. "We are your new bodyguards, Ms. Jada," Rob stated. "Our boss has issued a direct order for your protection, and we're here to ensure your safety." "All of you?" she mumbled under her breath. The words escaped her lips before she could stop them. Side-eyeing his partner, Rolex took a step forward, his gaze unyielding. "Yes, ma'am. Our boss doesn't want to take any chances-"

This one looked hardened, and the black sunglasses on his face completed his look. He walked over to me when I got near the vehicle. He bowed. “Mr —” “You're the new babysitter?” He looked up sharply. I guess he must have raised his brows. There was no way to tell because of those damned sunglasses. “I… I don't understand, sir.” “The new babysitter, AKA the bodyguard,” I clarified, getting pissed already. I knew he wasn't to blame, but I just couldn't help it. “Oh.” He let out a nervous chuckle. “Yes, sir. I'm the temporary bodyguard. I'll stay with you until tomorrow, when —”

Ghost told me before disappearing. As instructed, I quickly locked the door before approaching Grandpa, a wide smile on my face. "Grandpa!" "Zara Bear. What's going on? Why did you lock the door? And who was that?" Grandpa asked curiously. "Nothing. I just don't want to be disturbed while I'm with you. And that's my bodyguard. His name is Ghost." "Bodyguard?" He squinted. "You have a bodyguard now? Are you safe? Why do you need a bodyguard? And how did you get the money for one?"

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 peo

bodyguard was actually a killer from the Northshore? This arrangement wasn't in my best interest, and I didn't think I’d wait around to see how it played out. *“No, I’m not doing it. We should leave,”* I thought. Nala protested, whining at the idea of leaving our mate, but I could tell she understood the danger. My gaze drifted back to Dante as he knocked down a king He walked over to the desk and pressed his intercom. “Bret... have you and the guys come meet me in my office.”