Ceo And Bodyguard Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

If the real Caleb Gomez was standing in front of him, then this bodyguard must also be the legitimate Timothy Barrett! For a moment, Lewis struggled to come to terms with this harsh reality. Mia followed Lewis' gaze, her eyes settling on Timothy. "That's correct. He is the real Caleb Gomez, which means the bodyguard beside him is the real Timothy Barrett." Connie's disbelief was evident, her legs trembling as she struggled to comprehend the situation. "No, this can't be! How is it possible? He's just a lowly bodyguard. How could he possibly be the CEO of the Barrett Group?"

I hate staying in the dark and not knowing anything. Chasity broke the silent and in a baffled tone said, “I can’t believe that John is your bodyguard.” I looked at her equally surprised, “I know right!?” Gio turned to me and said, “I’m your bodyguard too.” Chasity and I gave him a deadpan look. “No way Gio. I had no idea. I mean I couldn’t tell when you took us to this safe house. I couldn’t tell when you had that gun on you and when the building scanned your arm that must be holding a ID chip,” I said with a sarcastic tone.

The man nodded proudly, "Good. I'll send one of my men to pick you up after you finish your classes. He'll drive you to the mansion, and there you can meet my son." 👔 Here is the prologue for you! As you might have already guessed, this will be a BOSS X BODYGUARD story! Hope you'll enjoy it! Your thoughts? 💜 If you're new, make sure to save this book to your library and follow my account! Follow my IG: asmaa_author

He tried to pull back his hand, screaming, "Let me go! You're just some stupid bodyguard! You dare to offend the esteemed heir of the Mendoza family, you're seeking death!" 'Some stupid bodyguard'? Alexander's expression remained unchanged, his palm still tightly holding Hansley's wrist, his voice indifferent, "Mister Mendoza, you seem to have misunderstood. I am indeed a bodyguard, but I am not an ordinary one. I am the head of security of the New Chesire Group, and also one of the top executives of the group. All the details of this business negotiation have been entrusted to me by Miss Chesire." "Most importantly, Miss Chesire is the mother of my daughter and my lawful wife!"

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.

If the real Caleb Gomez was standing in front of him, then this bodyguard must also be the legitimate Timothy Barrett! For a moment, Lewis struggled to come to terms with this harsh reality. Mia followed Lewis' gaze, her eyes settling on Timothy. "That's correct. He is the real Caleb Gomez, which means the bodyguard beside him is the real Timothy Barrett." Connie's disbelief was evident, her legs trembling as she struggled to comprehend the situation. "No, this can't be! How is it possible? He's just a lowly bodyguard. How could he possibly be the CEO of the Barrett Group?"

He smirks, clearly enjoying the moment. “Stay here,” Zachary orders. “If things go south, run and call the police.” I nod, swallowing hard, my throat dry like sandpaper. The man smirks. “What’s a high-profile CEO doing here without security?” His gaze shifts to me, slow and assessing. “And who’s this? Your new bodyguard?” Zachary’s jaw tightens, his muscles coiled like a predator about to strike. “What do you want, Anton Montgomery? Didn't we agree our deal would be sealed at Fashion Week? Can't wait to see me?”

Micah had long hair pulled back in a ponytail, a pair of piercings adorned his ears, and the cocky look on his face that he managed to get on our dad's nerves was still in exactly the same place. "Then why the hell are we kidnapping someone?" he finally asked, as I make my way into the city traffic, my brother lifts his feet, putting his boots on the dashboard of the car “Isn't your company supposed to be bodyguards? Are we working for a mobster?" Micah inquired "It's none of your business," I reply, clenching my jaw, irritably doubting even my own motives for accepting the job in the first place. If my brother was right about anything, it was that my company offered security services, not a

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

Cruz thought that there was something wrong with Cecilia's ears. ... He continued to say to Cecilia, "I'm your bodyguard." Cecilia was shocked as she could not come to her senses for a long time. After a long time, Cecilia continued to say to Cruz, "You are my bodyguard. Why didn't I know it?" Cruz didn't say anything else. Instead, he began to examine Cecilia's talent and realm. "Name: "I'm your bodyguard."."