Flushed Away Bodyguard Novels & Stories

No wait, looking more closely i realized it wasn't a flash drive but a code wallet. I exhaled sharply when i saw this. I have only saw code wallets in movies back at home but thanks to the TV though i was able to recognize it at once. Jerking me from my fantasy was a call from the airport. I frown deeply as confused line appear on my forehead. I answered the call slowly and immediately i heard the cold voice of a man. " You have my duffel bag... Right ? " The voice came, booming into my ear loudly and i barely nodded in response.

Then, to Marcus’s visible delight, Ethan sat. The doctor peeled back the bandage. Ethan didn’t flinch, not even when the antiseptic hit raw skin. “Doesn’t that hurt?” “It doesn’t matter.” “It matters.” I hadn’t meant to say it so plainly. He looked up at me, and for a second he wasn’t my bodyguard anymore just a man who looked faintly startled, like he wasn’t used to being worried about. The doctor finished and walked off to see to another officer. Marcus went to deal with the police captain, leaving the two of us alone at the back of the ambulance, rain slowing to a mist around us.

I heard the heir shout, his voice filled with shock. The sound of his boss made the bodyguard struggle to stand up, his hands over his abdomen. He stared at me in shock. "I will murder you..." He gritted rushing towards me. My smirk got wider. The bodyguard threw a punch which I skillfully dodged, and using his swinging arm, I bent the man to his back, dislocating his arm in the process. "Argh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!!!" He yelled in pain. I threw him down... Staring at my achievement.

My heart raced as I braced myself, closing my eyes instinctively, waiting for his hand to make contact. But instead of the expected sting of his touch, I felt nothing and I opened my eyes to see one of the bodyguards holding his arm tightly, preventing him from advancing any further. The tension in the air was palpable, and I felt a flicker of relief mixed with fear. "Back off," the bodyguard said, his voice low and dangerous. I took a step back, my heart pounding in my chest. Alex's face twisted in anger and frustration, but he was held firmly in place. The bodyguard’s presence reminded me that I was no longer alone, that I had people who would protect me.

He gestured me to move closer to him and I did as he asked. “I was hired as your secret bodyguard.” He whispered seriously, for a moment, I thought he will say something that actually makes sense. I immediately pulled away from him and blandly slapped his shoulder. “Stop pulling your tricks upon me, Mr. Fuenter.” I said, rolling my eyes. “Why? I am serious,” He paused and leaned closer to me. “I am your secret bodyguard, believe me,” he whispered again. I moved away from him. “Whatever, Mr. Fuenter. I will be heading inside now.” I turned away from him and began to take my step back to the bar.

"Asher, please stop!" Jennifer said while running behind him and tears were already making their way down her eyes. She came out of the mansion looking for him but what she saw made her freeze at her spot. Asher was standing in front of the bodyguard who was looking at her lustfully while pointing the gun at him and the bodyguard was shivering in fear. "Asher, what are you doing? Stop!" She screamed because she was far away from them. The bodyguard was begging Asher and he without wasting any second fired all the bullets at his body. A river of blood started flowing out of the bodyguard's body and some blood splashed on Asher's white shirt.

Jose's bodyguard was a professional. As Martin swung his fist, the bodyguard stepped back, sweeping Martin's legs out from under him. Martin reacted quickly, dodging the sweep and aiming a punch at the bodyguard's face! The bodyguard, like a seasoned boxer, tilted his head, deflecting the blow. Then, he lunged forward, his fist slamming into Martin's stomach— "Ugh!" Martin gasped, staggering backward. His stomach churned, and he fought to suppress the nausea, his face paling.

This confirmed that I wasn't hallucinating. I rushed downstairs not knowing what to do, sweat trickling down my forehead and my legs wobbling. I yanked open the door with trembling fingers and gasped in shock, obviously startled to see the body of one of my bodyguards mangled in a pool of bloody mess. "So your highness, need protection?" The short, stocky, bald bodyguard gripping a gun smirked at me and I staggered back. "Why did y-you kill him?" I asked in a shaky voice and his nefarious grin made my skin crawl.

"Promise I’ll be fast with a mouth like that. I've got classes soon, but we could meet later, I've got a lot of frustrations to work out." Before I could even open my mouth to curse him out, or throw up on him, there was a blur of motion to my left. My bodyguard—who’d been trailing a polite distance behind me like always—moved so fast the guy barely had time to flinch. He was face-down on the pavement in seconds, his arms twisted behind his back, shouting about how it wasn't a big deal as everyone knew "I was asking for it.” My stomach was still lurching. I bent over, crouched down trying to breathe through it. The air was screaming, prickling and screeching against my skin. A warning howl

The two Bodyguard turn back immediately on hearing the gun shoot but it was too late for them as well as she shoot them by the hands And gripped hold of her clothes then run away. With his running shattering Palm which was bringing out lots of blood,he use his other hands to pick his phone as he raise an alarm before passing out. *****