Finding My Bodyguard Book Novels & Stories

I get ready for school, as he headed downstairs to make breakfast. He drops me off at school, and I immediately caught up with Page. "Where's your bodyguard?" Page joked, gesturing around at thin air. "My what?" I ask, eyes widening at her joke. "Well, usually Declan follows you in but today he's nowhere to be found. What's up?" she says sounding concerned. "Tell her to mind her business," Aala groans in the back of my mind. "This human is insufferable." I let out a small giggle, and Page gives me a weird look at my sudden outburst.

I couldn’t tell her why her father was a bad man, because that wasn’t my secret to spill. I’m just a hired bodyguard. ---- A/N: Okay wow! What do you guys think of this chapter!? Crazy huh!? Also, like I always say... Thank you so much for reading my book! Hope you checked out my other book "Finding True Love" and I hope you enjoyed it as well! I will still be uploading chapters for "Speak To Me" on Tuesdays and Thursdays Hawaii Standard Time. Lately I've been uploading everyday, so forgive me if I miss a day. I want to thank you for all your support and patience. I truly appreciate it. Hope everyone is okay, and safe. I also hope you enjoyed the chapter. Dont forget to check out my other bo

I wished him that. Through all this distraction I forgot about my bodyguard’s eyes on me. They were still sticking onto my figure, following my every movement, no matter how small they were, he had everything in view. I sensed that his gaze maybe was even a bit too intense to be considered as normal for his position as “just” my bodyguard.

Who else did it if not the bodyguards ordered by Hilbert to look for me, somehow at times like this their instincts were so precise in guessing that I was here. Why do I feel that it's so coincidental that the bodyguards came when I had survived Charmy's deliberate fire, could the presence of the bodyguards also have something to do with that 'Oh my God, I hope they really won't find me here!' "Sorry, sir. We came here because we are looking for an Omega who is wanted by Alpha Hilbert, have you seen her?" My heartbeat was racing again when I heard the bodyguard's voice, right now I hoped that they wouldn't find me in this room.

Jason would make his way in the house, Pindrop was by the main road blocking the ins and out of the mansion. Bryant hadn’t gotten the memo we’d surrounded his mansion making this all the way more interesting and fucking easy to kill him. “I’m going in. Blaze, you copy? Search for the blondie, report back” “Making my way underground. Bates, you copy?” “Found an in through the slider doors, I see Bryant, three bodyguards, armed. I reckon I take them out and Flames finishes the scum in the suit” “ALREADY IN”, I whispered through the comm, ducking behind a crimson wall.

Willie must be more suspicious of me after the conflict between Edmond and Ted escalated. After half a month, I finally found traces. When I was out shopping, I indeed felt someone tracking me. The bodyguards and the nanny were following me, but they looked calm. The tracker's traces were very obvious. He was a lousy tracker, but the bodyguards and the nanny were very calm.

The man kicked open a door and pushed Leo into a black SUV waiting in the alley. "Drive," he ordered the man behind the wheel. The SUV sped off before Leo could even catch his breath. He turned to the stranger sitting next to him. "Who the fuck are you?" "Kai Nakamura. Your father hired me this morning. I am your new bodyguard." Leo laughed even though nothing was funny. "I don't need a fucking babysitter." "You almost died thirty seconds ago. So yeah, you do."

“That’s not something anyone wrote into a ledger two years ago. That’s mine. I’m giving it to you freely, right now, with my eyes open.” Something in my chest ached, warm and full, entirely unlike the cold dread the ledger had left there an hour earlier. “I love you too,” I said, the words simple and clear, no hesitation left in them. “Not because of anything that was arranged. Because of every ordinary, unplanned moment since — the coffee, the shooting range, the ruined eggs. Because of exactly who you are underneath all of it.” I touched his face gently. “Whatever we find out next, I want to face it as that. Not a client and a bodyguard. Just us.”

NANCY'S POV I was very aware that Zade was likely watching this. Watching me read something that was clearly affecting me. Part of me should probably be embarrassed. The other part—the part that had woken up this morning—found it thrilling. I kept turning the pages, slower now, letting the words sink in like warm honey dripping down my spine. The bodyguard had the heroine pinned against the heavy oak desk in his office, one big hand fisted in her hair, the other yanking her skirt up around her waist. No time for panties—he just hooked them aside with two thick fingers and thrust into her in one brutal stroke. The book described it so raw: the wet slap of skin, her choked gasp, the way her na

He poured himself a glass of red wine with a steady hand—releaxed oblivious to Katerina fury. ​"You are a Romano," he said, his voice low, with a terrifying rumble. "And until you learn that your casual life in university is a threat on your back, you will have a personal bodyguard. The last one was a failure because he was ridiculously soft and polite. This one... this one is strict and different" ​"I don't want ‘different'!....I don't want any of this, I just want to be left alone!" Katerina spun toward the tall glassed windows.