Handsome Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Adrian greeted him. Seeing the man beside him who was about to become Luna's fiancé, Matteo snorted softly. "I'm sorry for what I did yesterday," Adrian said, showing remorse on his face. "What for?" Matteo raised one eyebrow, pretending not to know what Adrian was talking about, when in fact he knew very well. 'It turns out Emily was right; the bodyguard Alex chose for Luna really is a stupid man!' Adrian cursed silently.

"The holdup is six-foot-two and standing like a statue outside my bedroom door is my problem. I can't breathe without him monitoring my every move. He's not a bodyguard, Em. He’s a prison warden." ​Emily let out a low, melodic laugh that didn't reach her eyes. She walked over, brushing a strand of chestnut hair behind her ear. "Oh, you mean the 'New Guy.' Xavier, right? I saw him downstairs. Honestly? If I had a bodyguard that looked like he was sculpted by a Greek God, I wouldn't be complaining. He’s... delicious ‘in a dangerous badboy way" ​"He’s not sculpted, Emily. He’s... cold. Like a Robot, with no emotions whatsoever" Katerina snapped.

The new bodyguard was a woman. Jason didn't know whether to be insulted or amused. "You've got to be kidding me." He looked from his grandmother's smiley face to the tomboy standing at attention like a soldier reporting for duty. "Her?" "Her name is Jenna Smith," Helena said. "And she comes highly recommended." "She could as well be one of my fitness coaches." "Fitness coaches don't have her training." Jason moved in a circle around Jenna slowly. She didn't flinch or move, she just stood still.

He’s a goddamn tank, with shoulders that seem to take up the doorway and a presence that sucks the air out of the room. He has long-ish hair, a rugged beard, tattoos snaking into his neck and eyes that look like they’ve seen every corner of hell. Handsome? Hell, yeah. Feral? Definitely. It’s like a wolf and a male model had a baby. I snort at the thought. Even though he’s probably the most attractive man I’ve ever laid eyes on, my pride won’t allow me to admit I was wrong. “Calista, meet Armata, your new bodyguard.”

She asked him. Luca turned around. The man stood there with his feet spread apart and his hands behind him in akimbo. He remained stoic and rigid. Hazel watched him with a furrow in her brows. His very short hair was trimmed almost to the root of his scalp, his skin was rough, and a scar was rubbing down the side of his left check. A knife scar she assumed from the length of it. "Yes, I almost completely forgot..." Luca sighed. "He is your new bodyguard."

Jules bellowed, wiping the last remnants of the liquid from his eyelids. ‎One of the recovered bodyguards pivoted sharply, his hand shooting out to lock onto Maureen's shoulder. Before his fingers could even brush her dress, a towering figure materialized out of the flashing neon lights. A pale, powerful hand cut through the air, seizing the bodyguard's wrist and executing a brutal, bone-snapping twist. ‎The security guard, easily standing at a commanding 180 cm and weighing near two hundred pounds, was slammed hard against the floorboards in a fraction of a second.

a voice yelled and pulled me before I was run over by the car. I stumbled to the ground, my head resting on chest of this strange figure. When I raised my head to him, I was met with a set of dangerous blue eyes staring back at me. Short brown hair, tight jaw and a bit of a mustache, he was gorgeous. I had no idea men like this could be bodyguards, he would excel more if he were a model. He gently pulled me off the ground, and before I knew it, I was spun around. The sound of a gunshot flew past my ears, blood splattered on my face.

He is of tanned skin which highlights his thin black beard on his chiseled jawline. And then he bursts into laughter as my dad tells him some jokes, indent dimples popping out. The way his white teeth shows up with a tint of gleam as he smiles is definitely the most eye-catching beam I've ever seen. If that guy is really my bodyguard, he just proved all my points wrong. No suit, no earpiece. Just a thick black leather jacket with grey jeans and black boots. I even saw his teeth. Okay I rectify, a bodyguard does smile.

Glaring at the bodyguards he tightened his grip on the gun which scared the shit out of the men. "Sir I am sorry for my words but we are here for your protection." The other bodyguard said making him roll his eyes. He chuckled sarcastically, Sebastian was a trained boxer, martial arts expert, and a professional in working with the gun, what the fuck do these idiots think of him?

I said. " I need to be obsessed with him as he is obsessed with you, and I will not let him come anywhere near you, even if it means that I have to be your bodyguard. " He said. Just then I saw Siddh coming to the hospital. " He is more eligible to be my bodyguard. Look at his muscles. Man!! His bicep must be almost my waist size. Cool!!! Isn't it? " " Oh, please! He looks like a giant. Hulk! " He made a face.