Cute Bodyguard Novels & Stories

I should be but I wasn’t. Yeah, it was my first day at work as the personal bodyguard to the famous New York’s most handsome young CEO. As the elevator moved, I braced myself up to face my soon to be boss who was none other than Ryan Robin Anderson. He was popularly called RRA. Classic, huh? I stepped out of the elevation as it stopped. “Hi,” I looked up to see a middle aged man. “You must be the new bodyguard.” He said. I nodded with a smile.

“That my best friend’s bodyguard is actually a billionaire. And not annnyy billionaire but freaking Nikolai Dorne” Now beside her, I led her to the couch. She didn’t resist, of course; she lived for dramatic entrances. I placed my hand on her shoulder as she lowered onto the couch, giving her light massages. “I know what you’re doing, and it's ohhh,” she groaned, “baby just there.” I continued with the massage, “You’ve had a tough week.” “Tell me about it. It’s one thing to deal with a self-absorbed Englishman who can’t stop bragging about his vintage properties, and it’s another that he smells like a neglected locker room. Like, sir, you’re a billionaire. Invest in deodorant!”

Odette clenched her jaw at the feeling. Suddenly, a sound of laughter came from Julian's mouth. He looked at Sharlynn and Richie in turn with a look of contempt. "Apparently the shares are paid for with the body. No wonder you're so crazy about this guy. It looks like you're really enjoying the bodyguard's body." Julian continued to insult Richie, trying to provoke the man's emotions. Sharlynn, not having any of it, almost raised her hand to slap the man in the mouth. "We don't have to waste time on human garbage like this," Richie interrupted. He made Julian and Odette stare at him. "Maybe they want to see their hot game scene. Don't worry, we'll send them the footage later."

“Bodyguard.” Cassian blinked. Then laughed. “Oh, my father must be livid.” Rowan didn’t respond. He wasn’t here to laugh. He was here to protect something or someone that clearly didn’t want to be saved. Cassian dropped the ice and stood, eyes flicking over Rowan’s frame tall, built, black T-shirt stretched over muscle and discipline. “Not bad. At least they sent someone with arms this time.” “Try anything and I break your arm,” Rowan replied.

**** Body….what? I was confused. "Miss Gem….sorry I'm late…did anyone bully you?" He asked. Everyone was shocked….how could a handsome man who was fit to be a model or an idol be standing here as a bodyguard. "Uhmm…. uhmm…. I… uh." I didn’t know what to say….I mean a bodyguard came out of nowhere. "Let’s go, Miss." He said and dragged me with him. He pushed me in a flashy car and drove a few distances before he stopped and handed me a file.

The small bearded bodyguard shouted, "I think you should do it yourself. It's more comfortable that way. Didn't a famous person once say, if you can't resist it, you should just enjoy it comfortably?" Qin Haodong sneered at them. "If you guys kneel now, then I can forgive you this once. However, as soon as I make a move, it will be too late." Unexpectedly, at a time like this, the small gigolo guy was still looking down on them. Some Mr. Chou, one of the bodyguards, said angrily, "Brat, you're looking for death." The small bearded bodyguard yelled, "Brother, stop talking nonsense with him. I think this kid is purposely looking for a beating. I will go take care of him first."

Luna crumpled to the ground, unconscious, with blood trickling down her temple. The bodyguards, loyal and fierce, sprang into action immediately. Their eyes blazed with fury as they assessed the situation. Two of them advanced on the trembling maintenance workers, who were frantically trying to explain themselves, their voices drowned out by the growing tension. The first bodyguard, a towering figure with a shaved head, grabbed one of the workers by the collar and slapped him across the face, the sound echoing in the hallway. The force of the blow sent the man reeling to the floor, his cheek already swelling.

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

I asked. He looked up at me right away. His eyes were emotionless. When I examined his body, I could tell he was attractive. His body shape is also gorgeous, in addition to his lovely face. He scribbled something on paper and handed it to me. 'I'm your bodyguard,' he introduced himself. B odyguard? Why do I have a bodyguard? "Did Mr. Shein inform you?" I inquired, and he nodded. Does he not speak? "Can't you talk?" He doesn't respond. He simply stared at me. Yes, possibly.

She starts wiping the counter as her eyes wonder over my shoulder. “Miss Anderson?” A youthful voice says behind me. “Yes.” I reply spinning around to see who it belong to. “I’m Geon, your new bodyguard.” He sounds so formal but its hard to take him serious, he doesn’t look the part at all. Standing at an average height, his lithe frame exudes a graceful aura, accentuated by his impeccable sense of style. His ebony locks, styled in various fashion and framing his face that mirrors the delicate beauty of a porcelain doll. Deep, almond-shaped eyes that shimmer with a hidden galaxy of emotions, reflecting his passion for live.