Flushed Away Bodyguard Novels & Stories

The bodyguard, who'd just been calmly giving his report, went white and shrieked, "Are you crazy? What did you do? Are you trying to drag everyone down with you?" Chunks of ceiling began to rain down from above. I lay there quietly, letting the falling plaster and broken tiles thud against my body. Maybe it was because I was already so close to the end that I felt unnervingly calm. Seeing the bodyguard's twisted expression made me feel satisfied. I lifted my trembling hand toward him. "You're still not going to say hello to me, Mom?"

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

It had been doing that more and more since the man moved into his space. “I don’t belong to you,” Sebastian snapped, turning to face him. Kane’s eyes dropped to Sebastian’s throat for a fraction of a second, then rose again. Assessment. Always assessment. “Your pulse says otherwise.” The elevator dinged. Lobby level. Sebastian strode out first, shoulders rigid, but Kane matched his pace effortlessly. The night guard nodded respectfully as they passed. Outside, the city lights glittered against the glass walls of Apex Veil Tower. A black SUV waited at the curb, Marcus Reed already behind the wheel.

I was ready to kick the person when I saw Julian’s brown eyes and relaxed. “Julian!” I exclaimed. He smiled wide. “Hi I missed you, my bodyguard,” I looked at the place he had pulled me into. It was a tiny store room with brooms piled up at one side and mops and buckets on the other. Julian stood in front of me with his white shirt all wrinkled and sleeves pulled up to his elbows. He was inches away from me and my heart started to race. “I missed you too, but you shouldn’t have pulled me in like this, what if someone saw us?”

Cheryl was getting better.She was very stable and awaiting the go-ahead to be discharged by the doctor.She was tired of just sitting in her room.She wanted to go out and take a walk.She stood up slowly and walked to the door.Hopefully her mum wouldn't be around to scold her or stop.She opened the door slowly and was shocked to find three very huge men outside.She was confused."Uuumh excuse me?"she said politely just as Winter arrived."Yes ma'am,"one of the guy said."Who are you?"she asked."We're your bodyguards ma'am.I am Richa..."he was saying."My what?!!"she asked shocked."Whats going on?"Winter asked."I think you have the wrong room maybe,"she said to them."Miss Jones,right?"the bodyguard

Blushing, she tilted her head to look at the bodyguard and said with a smile, “I’ve seen someone who looks quite like you.” “Myron Follette’s bodyguard is my younger brother,” he replied. Suzanne let out an “oh” sound. So, these two were brothers! She asked with interest, “Why haven’t I seen you before? Have you been in Cherry City all the time?” The bodyguard straightened his back and replied politely, “No, I was just transferred back from Vena not long ago.” “Why is there no emotion in your voice either!” Suzanne muttered with dissatisfaction, “Just like your boss. You don’t know how to chat at all. Boring.”

That all was just a weird coinsidence. So, I was facing the damage; my bodyguard that I had an affair for like two days who bailed on me was confessing his feelings to me, while there was a battle outside of my estate. I couldn't care less about his feelings in that situation. My only response would be ''Go, deal what's happening outside and end it, immediately! I am nothing but your boss, Eduardo. Go, end it and then take me to my Luna, you meddlesome bodyguard!''

“If you don’t want your whole family wiped out because of him, get in my car now and never come back.” I stepped towards my sports car parked by the entrance and got in, waiting for the guard to follow. The guard looked back at the lobby as River’s bodyguards rushed inside—likely demanding to know who had done this to him. The desk clerk nervously pointed to the guard. The guard immediately stepped into my car, surprising me with his decisiveness. I raised an eyebrow at him. He shrugged and said, “Today was my last day working here, anyway.” I gave a small shrug of my own, impressed by him. I hit the gas and sped away from the hotel, wanting to be as far away as possible from the nightmare t

But before a single word could leave my lips, she turned her face away from me and looked at Zyane instead—expectant, dismissive, as if my voice didn’t matter enough to hear. I scoffed internally. “She’s my bodyguard,” he said. He didn’t look at me. Not even once. “Oh,” she said slowly, her expression twisting with open disgust. “Bodyguard.” She let the word linger like it tasted bitter. “Then you should see yourself outside,” she added mockingly, eyes flicking back to me. “Not like I’m going to kidnap my best friend or something.” I looked at her. Really looked at her. And something inside me hardened.

“Of course I do. You never let anyone forget.” Ethan watches, quiet. His presence is subtle but strong. I notice him watching me smile at Miriam. It makes something twist inside my chest. I push it down. Miriam bumps my shoulder lightly. “And Ethan here… you always travel with bodyguards now? Or is he your official grocery partner?” I freeze for a half-second. Ethan smirks faintly. Miriam notices it, raises an eyebrow. “He’s my… assistant,” I say quickly. “I mean, he helps with errands. That’s all.” He doesn’t contradict me. He just walks beside me, calm and steady.