Bodyguard Romances Novels & Stories

"No, he didn't. I've always rejected him. Ever since I got a bodyguard, he's been cheating on me behind my back. He also doesn't dare mess with me because Nathan never leaves my side. It bothered me at first, but now I'm so grateful that Nathan has taken care of me." He breathed a sigh of relief as he stroked his chest. "You don't need to doubt the quality of Security Black's bodyguards. They are truly professional and highly trained. Many are satisfied with their performance." "Emh, b-but...you know about.... scandal that happened to me? That...I can explain..." Unexpectedly, he waved his hand.

“Just because he ran away doesn’t mean he doesn’t love me. Maybe he just panicked.” “What if your hot bodyguard had panicked too?” I roll my eyes at her choice of words again, but refrain from talking about it. "That is different. It is his job to protect me, and that was what he did today." “Whatever you say, honey,” she murmurs. “Scoot over. The handsome hunk has allowed me to hitch a ride with you guys today. My driver isn’t picking up his calls.” “So we are dropping you off?” I ask as I move inside.

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

Gambino's dealings, leaving Isla with her other bodyguard Rolfe. Her bodyguard Rolfe who filled in whenever Alexander wasn't around, if she was being honest scared the shit out of her. He was in his late 40s and completely unapproachable with that stone cold face and huge stature. Eventhough, Alexander was always stone faced too but there was something tender in Alexander's dark eyes when they met hers each time that made her feel at ease and comfortable unlike with Rolfe who even though never gave her a reason to doubt him in sense didn't make her feel like she did when Alexander was near.

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

Her face heated when the memory flashed in her mind. “Good morning, Mr Lopes. My name is Isaiah Wilson, part-owner of Global Security, and this is Palmer Burris. He’ll be one of the bodyguards charged to protect your daughter.” Palmer gave a curt nod; his hands clasped behind him. Hearing the news that Palmer–the man she had earth shattering sex with last night–was now her bodyguard, Natalie’s knees nearly buckled under her. She faltered to the nearest lounge sofa and plunked down. Her eyes finding refuge in the scene of high-rise buildings, their windows reflecting the morning sun.

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 people?"

A glance at the bodyguard revealed a look of pain and jealousy as he watched his charge with someone else. "Bravissimo.” I whispered. Good for the girl. It was obvious she had feelings for the guard and she was actively trying to elicit a reaction from him. I blew out smoke as I watched the drama unfold. The bartender slid a glass of whiskey towards me with a salacious wink. I smirked at her and looked away. I unfortunately wasn’t interested in her, Tiffany and her bodyguard holding my entire interest at the moment. I left the drink untouched as I watched Tiffany walk up to her bodyguard, who had some girl hanging off his arms, with her eyes filled with murderous rage.

she pleads, her voice clothed with affection. Oh, we have a classic! The bodyguard and heiress unfortunate love story. I smile internally at the realization, that nervousness is written all over Odette's face and worry and protectiveness on her bodyguard's, Damien's face. After a moment, he moves back a bit, still keeping his glowering look over us. "He seems very protective," I comment. "He does his job too well, don't mind him," she looks down and pulls up her tube dress again.

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.”