Bodyguard Romance Novels Novels & Stories

The white guy must have realized there is no way the code wallet will be around anywhere because he pull me into his car and locked the door. My heart jump instantly into my mouth and i began to pray to my lord to save me from the scarred face but handsome man who seem to be in his early thirties. He didn't drive, i thank my lord for that because there is still a chance to escape ... Right? I have seen Angelina Jolie, a famous actress does that many times without numbers, I mean jumping out of a running car. If i put the right pressure and adrenaline i might even be better than her.

It caused her immense pain to even think about him, but he was a part of her past she couldn’t erase, a part that haunted her to this very day. Julian, however, was lethal grace. Tall and built like a tank, he emitted power from miles away. She was beginning to understand why women would so willingly throw themselves at him. But that didn’t mean anything could happen between the two of them. Despite what he had just confessed, he was her bodyguard, and it was his duty to protect her. At least that’s what she kept telling herself. The bullet! The sudden realization had her breaking the spell between them as she looked at him carefully for any signs of injury. She noticed just how close they h

Then it clicked. Anna. Her name, her file, her history. Every detail I had glanced at before suddenly made sense. She was the same woman—the new bodyguard for the estate. The one who had walked into my life unexpectedly. My lips curved into a small, dark smirk. This is going to be interesting. --- The hours that followed crawled, punctuated by small interruptions: calls, briefings, and minor inconveniences that should have been trivial. And yet, every minute, every second seemed stretched taut, a reminder that something in the day felt off.

(9). The Billionaire’s Bodyguard . By Pink-Butterfly . Chapter 9: I’m not gay and that’s final . "Miles please don't" Alanna whined trying to push a drunk Miles away. "It's a free lap dance though" He slurred. "No I don't want it! Go ahead and do it on Nikolai" Alanna pushed him onto his bodyguard.

The girl look intently at him from the top of his head to the tip of his toes and smiled seductively as she traced Marcus' right cheekbone with the tip of her long manicured nails. “Let me make you happy” She whispered in his ear. Marcus carefully removed her hand from his face and shifted. “I am really sorry milady but I am here to work not to mingle or make friends. The girl slouched and took a step backwards as she sipped from her bottle of champagne. “What kind of work?” “I am a bodyguard,” Marcus said firmly raising his head and shoulder higher. “What?!” The girl exclaimed more in disappointment than in shock. “Who would want to turn a fine man like you into a bodyguard? I would rather

he warned, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "No! I won't be quiet!" I stepped right up to him, poking him in the chest. "Isabella is the perfect wife for you, right? She’s elegant, she’s from the right family, and she doesn't have any messy secrets. She’s everything your world wants. And what am I? I’m just the bodyguard, right? The one who pretends to be a guy so I can protect you. The one you can just fuck on the side when you’re bored with being perfect!"

Oh god help me. The fact that we will be alone together in this house for more than one month makes me sweat. I've read stories about bodyguards on Goodnovel, and they all end up having sex with their protegees in every corner of the house. What if this happens and my father finds out? Or worst, what if he fires Eren and I then get kidnap because I no longer have a bodyguard? Like in movies, Eren will come to save me and we will declare to each other our flames and finally my dad will accep- I shake my head. I'm just overthinking. I simply need to breathe and in a blink, this one month will be gone.

"It's settled then. Adri, honey, I know you frowned against going with a bodyguard. But this is the only way I can rest assured you'll fine." "And Romeo?" I ask. "Does he get one too?" My mom chuckles. "Romeo can take care of himself, honey. He's a man. Your father and I just want an extra layer of protection for you. We know you can take care of yourself too, but you understand, right?" I sit back and exhale. It's all settled. I don't have a choice. And even if did, I'm pretty sure I'll agree to go with a bodyguard.

I reminded him and he nodded. “I know. You said he stays with you as well, right?” He asked and I nodded. “That was one of the conditions we had when he volunteered to be my bodyguard” I told him and he furrowed his eyebrows. “I'm sorry if this comes off as offensive but why do you need a bodyguard? How did you even meet him?” He asked and I pursed my lips as I suddenly remembered how Jaxon and I met. It felt like a long time ago and now, I realized I never really asked why he had been attacked in the first place.

The air in the estate was serene yet taut, as if a storm was brewing. Deep within its grounds, in the meeting room, Liora sat on the sofa, her delicate fingers tapping impatiently on the armrest. Her gaze, tinged with defiance and questioning, landed on her father, Elias, the mafia leader, who stood by the window with a stern expression. “So, you hired a complete stranger to protect me?” Liora’s voice was cold, her tone laced with undisguised resistance. “Father, I am not some porcelain doll that needs a bodyguard.”