Flushed Away Bodyguard Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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!''

The room plunged into a strobing, jagged darkness lit only by the emergency lights and the muzzle flashes that followed. Givana Anaus’s lead bodyguard, a mountain of a man trained in Mossad tactics, reached for his hip. He never cleared the leather. Aston raised his hand and the bodyguard’s head hit the table with a wet, heavy thud before his heart even realized it had stopped beating. Shrieks and screams echoed through the room as various bodyguards — high priced, and well trained —- began dropping like flies. Aston grinned widely. “No one will hear you.”

I tried to keep busy, but I kept checking my phone. Every damn minute. Hoping. And then, one hour before the gala, her message came through: I’ll go. I let out a slow breath. Smiled. Okay. I’ll be there in 30 minutes. I typed back and tossed my phone aside. I already knew how tonight would end. She was going to walk in and turn every damn head in that room. Mine included. Thirty minutes later, I was at her penthouse. Being her former bodyguard meant I still had the code.

(Song for the scene: Rescue by Lauren Daigle. " The boss wants her gone as soon as her job is done " one of the bodyguards said, his voice thick and intimidating, the kind that said he wasn't playing around with you. " It's really fine, Layla, thanks for offering." Beverly said, howling her friends into the elevator. I gave her a last smile before watching them disappear out of my sight.

believe me you have half your way crystal clear . And – wait , what’s going on ….. Hey , leave them .. I order , Edward , where the hell is Edward .. I told you .. I don’t want any ruckus , Leave them .. if John – Ash , calm them .. leave them , let them in .. Ash – You know what ? These body guards are fired …, please come in god… Rickz- It’s ok Ash .. we understand .. well we weren’t able to hear you full speech .. but yes we really proud of you son ..