Game Protect The President Novels & Stories

Alex Roberts had done everything for Emma Richard and Keira, but had to suffer alone. Eric Chan was already aggrieved for him, so he said, "Dean Wright said the president needs to recuperate, and if it gets any worse, he'll have to go abroad for treatment." Dean Wright's name was naturally known to Joe Wright, and he had a rough idea of Alex Roberts' condition in his mind. "This is your emergency PR?" He scanned the open file on his desk. Eric Chan nodded: "Preliminary plan, still need to be finalized by the president."

I turn to face them one by one, “You would not come any closer. I will blow his fucking brains on this table before you even blink an inch of a second.” Then after what seems a good five minutes, Vic finds his voice to speak again, “You are playing a dangerous game, Colton.” “Nobody comes into my house and tries to kill me. Now,” I lift my gun but an inch higher to line it perfectly with his temple, “You will leave Trinity and me alone.”

Shook the gun. "Kill him!" the Vice President screamed to the guards. "Kill the mistake. I will handle the girl myself!" Sarah just hissed, "Not today, Benson." She did not look up from her screen. Her fingers moved fast typing commands into the computer. Mayas body lay still on the sand. The cable was still connected to the port behind her ear. Then a big wave of light shot out from the satellite dish. It hit the guards and the Vice President. The mans gun flew into the sand dunes.

ended that night for Lewis, like a slumbering beast awakened, the consequences being self-evident. At a business soirée, Lewis had been drugged. Amidst his discomfort back at the hotel, a woman had burst in, and in his state, he spared no thought but promised recompense. Waking up, the woman was gone. "Mr. President," his assistant Leo entered, a hint of panic in his demeanor. Lewis, with a chill in his expression, handed over a resume to Leo: "Find this woman. Don't scare her. Check her background. Also, terminate all cooperation with Starlight Group."

Dominic had been so unyielding that even as they left, he had not mentioned giving them the antidote. Now, suddenly, he sent a bodyguard with it? It smelled like a trap. Seeing that the car door remained closed and Nash had not responded, the bodyguard added in a low voice, "Third Prince, the whole world is watching the President right now. If he intended to harm you, he would’ve done so in Salterra, and it wouldn’t be just me standing here. "If you’re unsure, you can have the antidote tested," the bodyguard continued, noting their hesitation.

Her face heated when the memory flashed in her mind. “Good morning, Mr Lopes. My name is Isaiah Wilson, part-owner of Global Security, and this is Palmer Burris. He’ll be one of the bodyguards charged to protect your daughter.” Palmer gave a curt nod; his hands clasped behind him. Hearing the news that Palmer–the man she had earth shattering sex with last night–was now her bodyguard, Natalie’s knees nearly buckled under her. She faltered to the nearest lounge sofa and plunked down. Her eyes finding refuge in the scene of high-rise buildings, their windows reflecting the morning sun.

Before I could get to the girls rogues poured out of the bush to attack us but they were no match for elite soldiers like us. To prevent trouble, four golden wolf soldiers guarded the president's family. They killed rogues that went near the cars with so much ease that I almost laughed at how much we were underestimated. When we had killed all the rogues, I breathed a sigh of relief but I remembered that Maureen said the fake soldiers would be there. Where were they?

He steps off the stage fast, already pulling out his phone. I grab the arm of the chair so hard my knuckles turn white. Unconscious. Bleeding. Side corridor. Oh God. That’s the guy Yuto knocked out. The one who saw too much. A woman at the next table leans over, all fake concern. “Did you hear? They’re saying it’s not just any bodyguard. That man was a gift from the presidency. Special detail. Elias is going to be furious.” My stomach drops so fast I think the baby feels it. A gift from the presidency. Not some random minion. This isn’t a bar fight anymore. This is the kind of mess that starts real wars between the kinds of people who don’t lose.

I asked, standing up. “Watch.” She said, turning on the TV screen. The president was giving a live statement, a picture of Dr Ella showing on the upper side of the screen as the president spoke. ~To the werewolves, we have decided to fight alongside you to eradicate all forms of rogue Werewolves in the world,” he spoke firmly, not biting into any words. “I, as the president of the united nations has joined hands with the other presidents of other countries to ensure that all the rogues are taken off.”~