Bodyguard Romance Novels Novels & Stories

She also wanted to smack herself in the head for lusting after a man who was supposed to be her bodyguard and nothing more. Cool it, woman. This isn't a romance, it's a business arrangement. Any minute now he'd be walking in the door. Would he like the furniture she'd bought? Think the house was pleasant and welcoming? Ohmigod! This guy is my bodyguard, not my lover. But the little devil on her shoulder whispered, "Oh, no?"

He asked mischievously, but his tone wasn't partnering him with his eyes. "This also happens in the movies when an unknown person without caring about his life saves the life of another one. Do you also like watching movies?" Hayan retorted what he said earlier to him. Hadid smiled. "Considering your abilities, I am offering you the job of a bodyguard. I want you to be my daughter's bodyguard. For that, I don't need your degrees. I want to give you this job because of your abilities and your humanity. I'm hopeful you won't deny it." He said smilingly which made Hadid surprised.

The attack had left her shaken, and she knew that she couldn't let her guard down. "Are you okay?" Steve asked, noticing her anxious expression. Celess nodded, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that they were being followed. She scanned the dark streets, searching for any sign of danger. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind them. Before she could react, a figure appeared from the shadows, wielding a sharp object. Steve quickly pushed Celess behind him, blocking the attacker's path. He moved with a supernatural speed, easily disarming the assailant and pinning him to the ground.

If my brother was right about anything, it was that my company offered security services, not about something like that. “Yeah, it is considering that you finally got your head out of your ass to call me after all the drama you did after A…” "No! Mention her name,” I complain, my fingers squeezing on the car wheel so hard my knuckles turn white, my brother sighs, looking away, trying to tame the rush of anger in my chest, I don't need distractions at that time "This is a job... personal, and yes we will be doing bodyguards" I add, my brother looks at me raising an eyebrow, probably sensing my irritation, he remains silent, but agrees to listen "Someone I don't identify yet tried hurt her a f

I wished him that. Through all this distraction I forgot about my bodyguard’s eyes on me. They were still sticking onto my figure, following my every movement, no matter how small they were, he had everything in view. I sensed that his gaze maybe was even a bit too intense to be considered as normal for his position as “just” my bodyguard.

Usually, their clients knew how exclusive their bodyguard company was. WILD and WICKED is a private security company owned by Candy and Fiona. At first glance, it looked like an escort company. However, beneath its name, was a very private security company composed of women. WILD and WICKED is a company who employed women that would be perfect for a bodyguarding job. Most of their employees were women who retired from the military. Some were like Fiona who was trained in martial arts and gun handling since she was young and would like to start a new life in the US. Of course, the company was a legal one.

⸻ That night, I lay awake in bed, replaying his words, his touch, the storm in his eyes. Stay away, Aria. But I couldn’t. Because the truth was, Damon Cross wasn’t just my bodyguard. He was the only man who’d ever looked at me like I was real. And I knew—sooner or later—he was going to break his own rules. I just didn’t know if it would destroy us both when he did.

I said. Then I went into the library and shut the door, leaving Athena and the bodyguard by the door. Till this very moment, Athena still hadn’t told me about her sexual relationship with the bodyguard, and as much as I wanted to hear about it, I didn’t want to force her into telling me about it…not that I could even get Athena to tell me what she didn’t feel like telling me. I picked up a billionaire romance and began to read. The book was about a wealthy CEO who married his housekeeper’s daughter just to make his ex-wife jealous, and in no time, I got so carried away that I barely remembered anything else.

“Sarah, this is not the time for your fantasy romance novel auditions.” “Excuse me?” Sarah gasped dramatically, “Do you think it’s easy staying untouched in this wicked generation? Men out here are like street vendors, yelling ‘buy one, get heartbreak free!’ at every corner. No thank you.” Despite myself, I laughed, half from shock, half from sheer exhaustion. “Sarah, only you could bring up your virginity while we’re discussing whether or not my potential murder might be staged as an accident.” “Exactly!” she said, pointing at me like I had proved her case. “That’s why I’d be the perfect bodyguard. Who would suspect the untouched, innocent Sarah of stabbing Mia Harrington with a fork at her

“I’m okay with either. You?” She narrowed her eyes. It was her thinking face.”Well, Deadpool one is a romance between two damaged people where one leaves the other because he’s embarrassed by his change of appearance due to a controversial cancer treatment, Deadpool two is about a messed up guy dealing with the death of his girlfriend, and Hitman’s Bodyguard has Samuel L. Jackson in a messed up but devoted relationship. Plus, Gary Oldman. I say we go with Hitman’s Bodyguard.”