Novel & Cerita Her Seven Little Bodyguards

I nodded, inhaling deeply to catch my breath. "I met her. I talked to her. She was accommodating, friendly, and easy to talk to. The only problem was her bodyguard, who doubled as her father. He was all over the place, angry that I was talking to her. I only tried to maintain the composite inside her office so as not to look like a coward. I was sure that he was ready to make me look like a child."

“If she were, she wouldn’t have run away that day.” His mother exhaled slowly, but she didn’t relent. “You need a bodyguard. Someone with you twenty‑four-seven. Your life is always in danger. You’re the CEO of the Harrison Group, and there are too many people trying to bring you down. You refuse all bodyguards. She’s perfect at what she does, and I trust her.” Zane’s expression shifted—a tiny flicker beneath all that steel. “What if she refuses the job?” “She has accepted it,” his mother replied. “Whatever would make her refuse the job would be you .”

"I don't want to. Or... we could do this. Get on your goddamn knees and beg me. Ask me to spare you and fucking cry and maybe... maybe I will make this easier for both of us." Her eyes darted to the unlocked dungeon door, and she turned back to me. I guess the one perk of having had her as my personal bodyguard and the person closest to me for most of my life is how predictable she had become. "How about you force me?" She said, and the words had barely left her mouth before she pushed me back. Sick joke, Selena. I grabbed her hands, forcing her to turn away. She cursed under her breath, and her elbow met my stomach, causing me to release her. She immediately turned towards the dungeon door.

Being in the guard’s wings gave her a sense of excitement, like her brothers had told her before, the place was indeed different, instead of the well decorated space filled with cream vanilla and golden ornaments she was so used of seeing, the place was a bit more somber in nature, the walls were painted in a mid-toned warm brown shade which resembled one of those hospitals she used to visit abroad, not the most flattering or uplifting space to be in, but the place was filled with men who were trained to obey orders without question and carry guns around nearly twenty four seven even as they are sleeping, what was she expecting? As she wandered around the place, admiring everything in silenc

The girl look intently at him from the top of his head to the tip of his toes and smiled seductively as she traced Marcus' right cheekbone with the tip of her long manicured nails. “Let me make you happy” She whispered in his ear. Marcus carefully removed her hand from his face and shifted. “I am really sorry milady but I am here to work not to mingle or make friends. The girl slouched and took a step backwards as she sipped from her bottle of champagne. “What kind of work?” “I am a bodyguard,” Marcus said firmly raising his head and shoulder higher. “What?!” The girl exclaimed more in disappointment than in shock. “Who would want to turn a fine man like you into a bodyguard? I would rather

She leaned against the door and said furiously, "If you dare to touch me, I'll fight you to the death." Outside the private room, the two bodyguards listened to the voices inside with envy. They knew that Evelyn could not avoid her fate. She was destined to be eaten whole. There was no one else in the hotel corridor. It was completely silent! Just then, a young girl appeared at the staircase. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a T-shirt and jeans. She was sweet-looking and had snow-white skin, instantly attracting the two bodyguards’ attention. Suddenly, the girl rushed over like a gust of wind. She was as fast as lightning, catching the two bodyguards by surprise.

To assume the opposite was only going to put not only Emerald Moon but even my savior in grave danger. With this in mind, I worked hard and didn’t hesitate to approach Rosco, the pack's alpha, to ask for the honor of being his daughter’s bodyguard. When he shot me down, I wasn’t surprised, but I didn’t stop there; if I did, I didn’t deserve to be her bodyguard. Every few days, I would return to his office and ask again and again. While this was happening, my savior, whose name I discovered was Serenity, would also come to find me and tell me how she was also working on bringing me by her side.

“And that you want me to make him... what? Behave?” “Preferably not die. That’s the baseline.” She gestured for him to walk with her. “The CEO is fed up. His son is spiraling. We’ve hired consultants, image experts, even a celebrity life coach. Nothing sticks.” “And you think a bodyguard will?” Rowan asked. “I think you will. You’re not from that world. You’re not impressed by it. And most importantly ” she gave him a look“you don’t care if he hates you.”

I mentally sigh, because it appears he's quite popular with ladies even here at home. And one of them is giggling nonstop. "Oh, they are super strong! Do you have a girlfriend, Red?" She rubs my bodyguard's biceps, and he pulls out uncomfortably. But he doesn't move. I huff quietly in a seemingly annoyed disposition. My fresh perfume is strong enough to announce my presence, so they all turn around. "Um, ma'am, I—" The giggling maid stutters. Jane? Lucy? I can't remember her name but I think I'm going to when I get to hear it this time. And blonde? Wonderful. Are they his type? Curiosity blooms inside me.

She grabbed her bag and phone, heading for the door—only to almost bump into her mother. “Mom! You nearly ruined my makeup!” Fiona huffed. Her mother smiled. “Sorry, dear. You were taking too long, so I came to check on you. I see the dress looks perfect on you.” “Thanks, Mom.” Fiona blushed at the compliment. “Come on, the chauffeur is waiting.” As they stepped outside, Fiona’s gaze landed on eight bodyguards standing in formation. Her expression darkened. “What is this?” she asked, frowning. “They’re your bodyguards,” her mother said. “They’ll be escorting you to the company. You need protection, Fiona. You’re our only child, and we can’t risk anything happening to you.”