Flushed Away Bodyguard Novels & Stories

a maid said, stepping forward as I washed the dust off. I accepted a hand towel from another maid to clean my hands. As I reached the main entrance, a maid bent down to remove my expensive shoes, sliding on masculine, jewel-encrusted flip-flops. "Welcome, Sir," my head maid and head bodyguard greeted me as I strolled a bit in. "Permit me not to waste your time," a strange guy around my age called from the giant gate as he found his way inside, somehow bypassing security. My bodyguard immediately aimed at him, but he moved with astonishing speed, already in front of me, throwing a powerful punch that forced me back a step.

“Bodyguard.” Cassian blinked. Then laughed. “Oh, my father must be livid.” Rowan didn’t respond. He wasn’t here to laugh. He was here to protect something or someone that clearly didn’t want to be saved. Cassian dropped the ice and stood, eyes flicking over Rowan’s frame tall, built, black T-shirt stretched over muscle and discipline. “Not bad. At least they sent someone with arms this time.” “Try anything and I break your arm,” Rowan replied.

Luna crumpled to the ground, unconscious, with blood trickling down her temple. The bodyguards, loyal and fierce, sprang into action immediately. Their eyes blazed with fury as they assessed the situation. Two of them advanced on the trembling maintenance workers, who were frantically trying to explain themselves, their voices drowned out by the growing tension. The first bodyguard, a towering figure with a shaved head, grabbed one of the workers by the collar and slapped him across the face, the sound echoing in the hallway. The force of the blow sent the man reeling to the floor, his cheek already swelling.

“What was I supposed to do? I am not her mother! And look: She is safe!” Paul’s hand shook furiously. “You are the worst!” he exclaimed. Then he pulled the trigger. The bodyguard fell backward, and Michelle slipped out of his arms and onto the floor. The sound of the gun’s blast was deafening, and Crystal was shocked by the sight of the bodyguard. He had a hole in his forehead, and blood was pooling around his head. Eric walked over, embraced Crystal, and covered her eyes with his hand. “Hey,” he said. “Don’t look.”

the bodyguard stated making me frown and soon it clicked me. Without caring anything I ran out of the car and said " Where is he? ". The bodyguard showed me the way. Stella followed me and I dragged myself to the location where some police officers were standing while some goons were laying on the ground bloody and lifeless. *Punch* *groan* *screams* * kicks*

The bodyguard said in his defense. “Her breasts are her clothes?” Noah asked and he let her go immediately and she ran towards me and I held her. “I am sorry sir, I was just...” “Bang!” The loud sound cut off the words of the words of the perverted bodyguard. I looked at Noah and saw that there was a gun in Noah's hand and it shot the leg of the perverted bodyguard who fell down and yelled in pain. “Ah!" The perverted bodyguard cried out, as the bodyguard laid on the floor withering in pain and I covered my mouth with her hands and took an involuntary step backwards as the other scientists looked away and didn't react,as if it was a normal thing.

A good shower and heavy breakfast is all I need. Patrick is already gone when I return from the bathroom. No surprise here; coming and going like the wind is his style lately. I change and head straight downstairs, hoping that Butler Lucas has had the cook prepare something decent to cure this damn hangover. Reaching the kitchen door, I suddenly hold my steps at the sight of my bodyguard standing near the fridge, uncapping the bottle of drinking water after a seemingly intense workout he's just finished. The sweat smears his skin, his curly hair drenched, the muscles of his strong biceps rippling tensely, and that sexy Adam's apple tips as the water slides in his throat. My breath quickens.

Then, he sneered, “It’s not going to be easy for you to leave.” He took out his phone and instantly made a phone call. James did not want to stoop to their level, so he quickly took Thea’s hand and left. “Stop them!” The other bodyguard suddenly clenched his fist and swung it toward James. James immediately turned around. His body slightly lifted from the ground as he turned around. He raised his leg and precisely hit the man’s forehead. The man’s head turned, and his whole body flew toward the counter. Clank!

Those green eyes looked angry, mixed with disappointment and sadness. "Your bodyguard collided with my bodyguard and him didn't want to apologize. When my bodyguard caught him, him didn't want to say why him was here. So I cut off your bodyguard's arm." The smile that was so disgusting in Ozgur's eyes emerged from Kholid's yellowish teeth. "How does it feel when you cut off my bodyguard's hand?" "Great fun." "Him screamed?" "Can't. I cut him tongue."

"Survival is the ability to swim in strange water." -Frank Herbert- *** There was a bit of silence inside the car before Ana started a conversation after she had stabilized herself a bit. She was not supposed to be surprised when she heard that, because he did have a military past and if her father recruited her to be a bodyguard it must mean he was working straight from the field. Lots of things could happen in places like that so it only made sense, but it was still weird that people could kill others without any consequence, although in this case, it was an act of self-defense.