Bodyguard Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I sank down next to him, whispering, "What's going on there?" "It's called a buddy-guard, wolf scout," Lennox replied, taking a sip of his beer. I had heard the term used by security before. Buddy-guard: someone who protects a very important person while also being their close friend. I knew Perth understood everything about Maddy—her habits, likes, and dislikes—but I had never truly grasped the extent of their 'friendship' until... Until I started having a romantic relationship with my bodyguard. Great. Would my perception of every bodyguard-client relationship now be tainted with the assumption that they were involved romantically? My mind wandered into a rabbit hole I never asked to fall

The way they rose and fell with her breathing, the faint sheen of sweat already forming in the club heat… it was driving me insane. “You know,” I leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear as we swayed, “if you keep looking around like that, people are going to think you’re my jealous girlfriend instead of my bodyguard.” She scoffed, but I felt her breath hitch when I slowly slid my hand from her hip to the small of her back, pulling her even tighter against me. “Eyes up here, pretty boy,” she muttered, though her body betrayed her by pressing closer for a split second.

I feel rejected. "Alright. Thanks," I mutter, sibilantly. He leaves without looking back. "Oh God." I lean recklessly against the cold tiled-wall, my palms on my burning cheeks. I feel hot and cold at the same time, angered and shortchanged. What's happening? Why am I angry at this lost moment? My heart beats rapidly as fear engulfs me. Am I falling for my bodyguard? No, it can't be. I'm just physically attracted to him. He's an irresistible man, that's all.

Book 3 is another steamy Mafia romance crime saga featuring hardcore, taboo romance, sex with my bodyguard, A Possessive Mafia Romance etc full Book starts here 👇 I know what those hands have done— and it’s not pretty. Except maybe I like it a little ugly. A little twisted. A little broken. Ren’s the kind of man I’ve spent my life running away from: big, gorgeous, arrogant. He thinks the world revolves around his biceps. When I’m nearly killed in a drive-by shooting gone wrong, my father packs me up and ships me off to Philly, “for my protection,” whatever that means.

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

"Especially for a girl come to visit a guy in the middle of the night," "Is it a crime to check in on a friend?" Serafina bit back. "Oh, we're friends now?" Alessio chuckled. "Last I recall I was the bodyguard whom you called to satisfy your libido when you felt the need." "That's not true!" "Really?" Alessio spoke sarcastically. "We sure as hell aren't a couple either. We're not friends. I'm not your boyfriend, alright? So stop acting like I am." "So you'd be alright if I went out with other guys?" Serafina demanded haughtily, her face burning.

Twilight: Mafia Edition? Fantastic. Just what every girl dreams of. A brooding, bossy bodyguard who probably treats emotions like a virus and drinks black coffee like it's a moral code.

​She reached out, her fingers tangling in the lapels of Roman’s expensive suit, and pulled him down. ​The kiss was desperate, a collision of two worlds that should never have touched. It tasted of champagne, rebellion, and a hunger that Julian could never satisfy. In that moment, she wasn't a Blackwood, and she wasn't a fiancé. She was just a girl who wanted to feel alive. ​She pulled back, breathless, her eyes searching his. "Let’s go. Away from this noise, Roman. Only just me and you." ​Roman didn't ask questions. He didn't hesitate. The shadow of the gangster returned to his eyes, but this time, it was focused on her protection. "The back door," she whispered. "We can avoid the press and

“Hailey, I didn’t want to marry River. I mean, I thought I did, but that was before I knew there was something better out there. Now that I’ve seen the real River, I want nothing to do with him. I’m never marrying that pitiful excuse for a man. I mean, if he had the same looks and body like my bodyguard, I might consider it. But that will never happen.” I popped the popcorn into my mouth and felt Hailey’s eyes on me. I looked her way and saw her looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “What?” I asked. “So, you’ve got a hot bodyguard now, huh?” She answered. “Do you have feelings for him?” Images of the intense one-night stand flashed through my head: the perfect way his body melted into mine, t

People there murmured that she was lucky to have a boyfriend as great as Prince. "Oh, what's wrong with me?" Emily thought as she walked down the alley bordered by stone fence. "Why am I touched by him? Isn't that his job? He's my bodyguard. It's natural that he protects me. But why can't I stop thinking about him?" she grumbled, starting to pat her cheek. "Come on, Emily. Come to your senses! Don't fall for his tricks. Remember Cayden. You're not even moved by Brandon's struggles all this time. The whole world will laugh at you if you change your mind just because of this new bodyguard."