Novel & Cerita Ceo And Bodyguard Chapter 1

“If she were, she wouldn’t have run away that day.” His mother exhaled slowly, but she didn’t relent. “You need a bodyguard. Someone with you twenty‑four-seven. Your life is always in danger. You’re the CEO of the Harrison Group, and there are too many people trying to bring you down. You refuse all bodyguards. She’s perfect at what she does, and I trust her.” Zane’s expression shifted—a tiny flicker beneath all that steel. “What if she refuses the job?” “She has accepted it,” his mother replied. “Whatever would make her refuse the job would be you .”

It never was. He pressed two fingers briefly to the gland suppressor at the side of his neck, checking the seal. Secure. Invisible. Necessary. Omega. The word never existed in Elliot’s professional vocabulary. It lived nowhere near boardrooms, shareholder meetings, or hostile takeovers. It was a biological footnote he had spent fifteen years erasing with discipline, chemistry, and relentless control. He was the CEO of one of the worlds biggest tech company. That was the only truth that mattered. By the time he stepped into the private elevator, he had already called his head of security, his legal counsel, and after a moment’s hesitation a number he had never needed before.

He is very handsome as he looks at me, but I pay no attention and try to get into the car again, but again he stops me, so at last, I slap him hard. My hands are stinging and shivering. No, my whole body is shivering, but he is not bulging from his spot. He is standing on the ground and looking directly at me. "Who are you?", I asked him, my voice was merely a whisper. I am scared too because of all the previous abduction incidents. "I'm your bodyguard, Ma'am", He told me boldly. "What?" …, My mouth is open widely. "Yes, Ma'am! I'm your bodyguard from the day, you got married to the Boss", He said, and I am bewildered.

She wore a short wig with neatly trimmed hair to resemble a man's hair and a fake mustache and beard. She vividly remembered Alfonso's instructions. She was to be a bodyguard for one of the richest billionaires, Enzo Vicenzo. He was the CEO of one of the most successful companies, Vclass Mobile. Alfonso had told her that Enzo needed a bodyguard but despised the idea of a woman being his bodyguard. Alfonso knew she was a skilled fighter because she had been trained by Sergio.

And there'll be several consequences. As soon as Aneira stepped out of the private room, she came across two bodyguards, which undoubtedly belonged to the CEO. Immediately, Aneira stepped forward and smiled sweetly and innocently. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and twisted her fingers shyly while blushing innocently.

He appears to be a bigger idiot than my Dad. He is here, I memorized his face as I got a signal from Alexander to proceed. He excused himself for some time and I followed him. He was with two bodyguards on his way to the washroom. I stride towards him as I roll my sleeves, I can get caught if I do not look around properly. The area is flooded with cameras and security. “Who you might be?” I heard the bodyguard say as I stood at the door of the washroom. I removed my glasses so they could look at my eyes. They shivered as soon as they knew who I was and let me pass by. My man must have already disconnected the camera at his location.

How could I even begin to convey how magnificent this creature was. Sure, beast. Hard to believe he was human.My eyes are on his abs. He had clothes still, although they were visible and as I Moved upwards to his face, omg murder me. My legs felt wobbly, for the first time a guy caught my attention. Hey, it had been a while."Who are you?" I managed to ask, forcing my eyes to turn away. I had to keep up the strict, disdainful attitude. "The new bodyguard." He started simply making me smirk. Yeah, Christmas came bloody early."Maybe this isn't horrible after all... " I thought to myself, swept my eyes over his physique. I had a feeling this was different.I didn't know how or why it might just be

~Rose~ I had woken up to an empty apartment, still wearing my clothes from yesterday. I was stadning by the window with a cup of coffee in my hands, looking out over the city. The people were moving around beneath me, going to their destinations, and some, wondering what their destination was. How did my life take this turn? How did I go from making a living by stealing from people, to signing a contract, giving myself to a cold-hearted, gazilionare-CEO?

She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. These men were very tall, she could say, around seven feet, and they could easily lift her out if she proved stubborn, but she had no other choice. “What’s going on here?” A strange Irish accented voice asked from beside where she and the men were, and they turned in the direction to see a man standing there. “This lady wants to see Mr Inferno, sir.” The other security guard named John Kadiri, replied. The man in grey long sleeve and black trousers who just interrupted them looked down at her with curiosity and his grey eyes dimmed. “Do you have an appointment?”

The flight attendant asked, chuckling softly. “Teavana Tea,” I replied, biting into the cheese. After placing the cup on the table, she rolled the trolley away, and I focused back on the laptop screen. “Atlas Sharpe’s bodyguard recently died in a tragic accident. He is in search of a new guard, and your task is to get the position.” I said out loud, feeling annoyed. 'I'm not a babysitter, I'm an assassin, why would the organization want me to protect some rich jerk.' I thought, pressing my fingers against my lips.