Ceo And Bodyguard Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

the paramedic shouted, pushing me aside and rushing towards the ambulance. “Chip? What chip?” I ran my hands through my hair, nervously advancing towards the ambulance to follow them. “I'm going with him!” “Only immediate family,” said the paramedic. “I’m Patrick Morgan, CEO of the burning publishing house behind us. I said I’m going with my friend, and if you don’t keep him alive until we get to the hospital, I will use all my resources to ruin your careers!” I clenched my fists, adopting an unforgiving tone, while the paramedics exchanged looks, confirming my entry, and closed the ambulance doors, which sped away. “Come on, you idiot, you didn’t survive the war to die like this in such a s

My eyes scanned around to see what was going on this morning, and there he was: a feast for my eyes and an added throb to my heartbeat, Eduardo! It had been about thirty-seven days since he had been working as my bodyguard. I still didn’t understand why I needed a bodyguard, but I was pleased to have him under my roof. He was not only charming but also very kind and lovely. He made my heart feel like cotton candy dipped in a glass of champagne and melted immediately. It was too hard for me not to bite him. As he was doing his morning workout on the sands of the coast, I made an exception to spare myself a little time that morning to enjoy the peep show. A white tank top perfectly wrapped aro

He really disliked constantly hearing about this. Peter continued, "Or maybe you’ve run into some trouble recently, and you need his help." Victor was speechless. “The amnesiac CEO Maxwell is cold and distant toward everyone except his mother. He won't help you, will he?" Now Peter was starting to smile maliciously. Victor’s mouth twitched, and he released his hold on Peter’s shoulder, glancing at the people below him. Peter suddenly found himself surrounded by the bodyguards in black who were eager and ready, like wolves ready to pounce on their prey.

Bodyguard #1 looked at #2. [Hungarian] "They will let you leave without conflict," Selena spoke up. "They will honor my agreement with the Vizsla." The two men started backing out. The Vizsla was the Head of the nearest Black Hand Chapter - similar to an A****n Head of House. [Hungarian] "Take the body with you," I requested. They cautiously returned, grabbed Matthias under each arm and dragged him away. [Hungarian] "We will be in touch," the lead bodyguard stated. It wasn't meant to be a threat.

Ella stopped staring and pushed Theo into Zane’s arms before walking ahead. Theo glared fiercely at Ella’s back, as if he wanted to burn a hole in it, and only after a while did he remember to ask Zane next to him, "Are you my father's bodyguard?" "Yes." "But I’ve never seen you before." "I just started this month." "How do you prove it?" "No need to prove." "What?" Theo’s brain hadn’t caught up yet when he suddenly felt dizzy. When he came to, he realized that he was being held in a headlock by the bodyguard!

And she hung up on me before I could argue. A few minutes later a knock sounded on the door. I pulled the door open, ready to unleash my frustration, and froze. Vivian spoke first. “Meet your new bodyguard Daniel Ross”. The man standing there was like nothing I expected. Bluish gray eyes pinned me down where I stood. Over six feet tall, broad shoulders and

The Billionaire’s Bodyguard . By Pink-Butterfly . Chapter 1 . “Thompson, I’m very disappointed in you “. The over all head of the agency, Chief, shook his head sitting behind his desk. “I held you in high regard “. “Sir, please, I did nothing with her”. Wilder said trying to defend himself. “She was the one who came on to me, I’m telling the truth “. But of course, his boss would not believe what he was saying.

She wasn’t dreaming, Julian had finally come for her. “How did you get injured?” she asked him after she’d gain some sort of control over her own thundering heart. She lightly touched the cast as Julian continued to hold her close with his free hand. “Remember how I told you that I have another mission left ‘till I become CEO of the Turner Security?” Julian asked. Sia nodded, her face pressed to his chest. “That’s what kept me from you for so long: my last mission as one of the company’s bodyguards. But it turns out, there were a few Mafia thugs involved, hence the wounds and the broken arm.

A lady stepped out of the room. “What’s going on here?” Her eyes widened at the sight of two grown men sprawled on the floor. “Hello, my name’s Enzo; I’m the CEO’s new bodyguard.” I extended my hand for a handshake, introducing myself calmly to the frightened dark-haired lady.

“…Of course I am.” “Good. You should be.” She leaned in, eyes fierce. “Because I’m not even the one in your shoes, and I want to burn them both to the ground.” I sat back, silent. She softened slightly but didn’t let up. “Look, I get it. You’re scared. But this is Rio. Someone who’s been by your side for three years. And now you know he’s not just your bodyguard—he’s Nikolai freaking Dorne. Billionaire, boss man, sexy-as-hell Italian dreamboat.”