Bodyguard Season 2 Novels & Stories

the bodyguard said in a low voice after knocking softly on the door. When Gareth heard that Hunter was asking for him, he got up from on top of a young model and shrugged on a shirt without even bothering to put on his underwear. He walked out with the bodyguard. Before long, Gareth arrived at Hunter's room. "Mr. Yadden, we'll have to trouble you today." Hunter gave one of his bodyguards a meaningful look. The bodyguard hastily replayed the surveillance footage of Sebastian's gemstone betting round. "Mr. Yadden, are you confident?" Hunter asked, staring intently at him.

I told her and her mouth dropped open. “Bodyguard? Him? He doesn't look like a freaking bodyguard and why do you need a bodyguard in the first place?” She asked and before I could reply, from the corner of my eye I saw Sophia storming towards us. “What is this man doing here?” She screeched and everyone went silent. Immediately, Jaxon stood in front of me, shielding me from Sophia as he stared down at her with an intimidating Aura. “How… How did you get out of jail?” She asked, clearly flustered by him.

She asked immediately as she stepped closer to him. “You know each other?!” “You’re the client?!” Jenna and Nimi asked simultaneously and consecutively as they both turned to Annabeth. Nimi exhaled deeply as he took his weight off the car and walked closer to them. “Remember I told you Jenna is my boss?!” “Well, I’m actually her bodyguard” he added. Annabeth’s eyes went wide immediately as her jaw dropped, but she was able to control herself quickly and masked it up with a small smile.

“Do you idiots plan on leaving my precious necklaces?!” The second bodyguard, clearly not wanting to risk another earful, dashed back in, scooping up the necklaces while Sasha, Mom, and I stood there, watching the ridiculous drama unfold. Sasha, never one to waste an opportunity, bent down and gathered up the torn pieces of the agreement, shoving them into the briefcase. The bodyguard shot her a glare, but he wasn’t about to challenge her either. He snapped the briefcase shut and hightailed it out of the room as if the devil himself were chasing him.

"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.

“Did you tell him?” Avery hesitates and the man who’d been talking to the men from the security team steps away from them then and comes to stand beside Spencer. “Who is this man?” He asks, jerking his chin in my direction. “He’s my daughter’s previous bodyguard,” Spencer tells him, glaring at me with distrust. “Now discharged. He broke the rules.”

He says. "That's in two days!" I say loudly. It's the end of the week in two days. How will I find enough money to give him? He looks smug as he places the contract on top of my head, "Keep this with you and let me know once you have the money ready. If I don't hear from you in two days, I'll take it as you have agreed to be my bodyguard again." I glare at him. This is unfair! "Panda King." I say through gritted teeth. "Don't test me. I have over ten different ways to kill you in a manner that won't alert the police."

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.

Tyson walked into the hanger, “I’m sorry about your girl,” “Yeah.” “Who’s the guy with the note and what does it mean?” “He wanted me to know he took her.” “Who’s the bodyguard?” “I am. I’m her bodyguard.” Tyson sighed, “Bodyguard? I thought you said that was your girlfriend.” “She is. But I’m also her bodyguard. I thought she would be safe down here. That’s why we’re here.” “I’m not understanding. Why does she need a bodyguard? Who the hell is she?”

A few strands rested on her lap. —We've already found your weak spot.— Is that posture of a bodyguard? Laura looked directly at the gun I held at my side. I had completely lost focus with the arrival of that little being in my apartment. —You just forgot that I'm a singer now,— he said as he put the gun on the sideboard in the foyer. I held out my hand to her, which she returned with a wide smile. When she touched my wrist, I felt the muscles in her face contract, involuntarily. Laura looked at the bruises and her eyes instantly saddened.