Cute Bodyguard Novels & Stories

she said when she opened her eyes. "He's supposed to be your bodyguard, Kim. Not your Bestie. He's not supposed to be 'nice' because being nice is not his job" Hillary said, relaxing in his chair. "I like Asher, he does his job well. He's efficient and tough. I like that" Kimberly groaned inwardly. He was tough alright. She knew that. "And he's supposed to be with me all the time.... Living in my apartment?" she asked.

I didn’t even know this man but the sad look etched on his handsome face tugged at my heart. “Why were you attacked?” I asked softly and his eyes turned cold. “I owe them money. I don’t have a job so… maybe you can help? I can work for you…” “No…” “… I can be your bodyguard” He stated and I laughed. “I’m not that important to have a bodyguard” Especially one as fine as him. “ And right now, I don’t have any money and won’t be able to pay you…” “Then don’t pay. I’ll be your bodyguard as long as you let me stay here with you. Once I find a job and I’m able to stand on my feet, I’ll leave” He told me and I had no idea how to reply to him.

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?”

said Charlie, patting Matteo on the shoulder. Matteo nodded, then stood up, walked over to Luna, and took the bag she was carrying; Matteo was truly fulfilling his role as a bodyguard. Luna couldn’t help but ask what made Matteo so respected by everyone at Magnolia Spring Resort—even his boss hadn’t reported him to security when he’d attacked Adrian in the meeting room. “Why do you seem so close to the staff at my workplace?” Luna asked as she got into the car. “I’m not entirely sure myself, Luna. While I was waiting for you by the car, that man named Charlie suddenly called me over and offered me a cup of coffee,” said Matteo as he started the car’s engine. “Hah, I didn’t expect to be treat

She was dressed in a white sleeveless knee length gown that accentuated her waist line. Lorenzo squinted his eyes. Viviana looked different from the one he used to know 6 years back, she was now all womanly and it felt awkward seeing her that way. She was standing at the car park on her silver wedge, smiling excessively. He walked towards her with his briefcase in his right hand and stopped when he got in front of her. Suddenly, she hugged him with a kiss on his cheek. Lorenzo was startled when the 5,5 ft lady's head touched his chest. He didn't see that coming. The wedge had only increased her height by a few inches but he was 6.2ft tall- tall enough for her to understand that she would nev

"You disappeared! You didn't check in! You didn't follow protocol!" "I did what I had to do to keep her safe," I said, matching his tone. "I’m a bodyguard, Alpha. That’s my job." "Your job is to follow my orders!" he yelled. "Your position here is to protect this family, not to go off on some rogue hero mission! You’re a bodyguard, not a vigilante! Do you have any idea what would have happened if you’d been killed? If she’d been killed?" "But we weren't," I pointed out.

But then someone kicked the door open, and hundreds of burly bodyguards came swarming in, surrounding the scene. Zoey did not even look back. In fact, she looked triumphant. Bartholomew held his head up. "See? Zoey's bodyguards are here. You're done fo—" A scream cut him short. The greasy man who tried to ride me had a bullet tear through his hand. He was rolling and groaning on the ground. "Mr. Artemisia!" the bodyguards shouted in unison. The crystal chandelier even shook a little. Then silence choked the air. The leader of the bodyguards was my dad's confidant and a retired special force soldier, Felix Cashmere. He darted ahead and sent the men around me flying.

Men who could throw her around like a ragdoll if they wanted to. And Ryan Cole looked like he could break her in half with one hand. She leaned forward slightly, letting the neckline of her dress dip to reveal her full cleavage. “So, Ryan…can I call you Ryan?” He didn’t look at her. “No.” She pouted. “You’re no fun.” His jaw ticked, and his fingers tightened on his thigh. She smirked. Gotcha. “You know, you’re the hottest bodyguard I’ve ever had. The last one was this scrawny little thing with a beer belly. You…you look like you could pin me down with one hand.”

I said in a raspy voice. Sheba shook her head and sighed. “Jane, you have to be really careful. It’s a dangerous game you’re playing,” she warned me. I nodded and tried to lighten the mood. “That’s right. I probably need a bodyguard for this one,” I joked. Sheba smiled and winked at me. “Landry would make a fine bodyguard, don’t you think?” she teased. I bit my lip and felt a flutter in my stomach. Landry was attractive, but he was also trouble. “Yeah, but Landry is a certified boxer and has absolutely no degree in bodyguarding!” I said, making up a word.

It’s supposed to be empowering, but instead, the room is electric with a different kind of tension today. I can practically feel the sidelong glances and whispers from the other Luna candidates as they fawn over the mysterious bodyguard who’s come out of nowhere. “Who is he?” “He’s so... rugged.” “He can guard my body any day.” I want to gag. Do they have no self-control?