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He asked mischievously, but his tone wasn't partnering him with his eyes. "This also happens in the movies when an unknown person without caring about his life saves the life of another one. Do you also like watching movies?" Hayan retorted what he said earlier to him. Hadid smiled. "Considering your abilities, I am offering you the job of a bodyguard. I want you to be my daughter's bodyguard. For that, I don't need your degrees. I want to give you this job because of your abilities and your humanity. I'm hopeful you won't deny it." He said smilingly which made Hadid surprised.

“So tell me Mr. Sexy Bodyguard… is he single?” All eyes turned to Rio, who stood as still and silent as ever. His arms were crossed over his chest, jaw sharp, eyes unreadable. Two years and I’d never seen him with a woman. He never spoke about his personal life. Reed was the one who hired him to watch over me, since he was always out of town. I gave a small shrug. “I honestly don’t know. He’s really private.” Zara let out a low whistle. “With a face like that and a body that could make a nun blush, I refuse to believe he’s single. If he is, the world’s broken.”

He didn't. Ethan slowly knelt beside the body. He carefully examined the man's hands. Something caught his attention. "Wait." The detective stepped closer. "What is it?" Ethan gently opened the man's fingers. The dead man had been holding something tightly, a small silver key. Attached to it was an old paper tag. The writing had almost faded, but one thing could still be read clearly: Locker 27.

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 has on aviator sunglasses so I can't see his eyes but I'd bet my bottom dollar that they're as intense as the scowl on his face. He fills out his black t-shirt nicely and if I focus long enough, I'll be able to trace the lines of his six pack through his shirt. Then his legs, those muscle packed legs that eat up the space between us are at least twice the size of mine and I don't know why that makes me even hotter. The most important thing is that this is a man. A man I would happily let fuck me six ways to Sunday, and apparently, he's my bodyguard. Yay, me.

"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." "That's a good way to start. At least you know that she is friendly and easy to talk to. Did you ask her to have lunch with you?" Again, he skipped the part where I mentioned her bodyguard. I could not help but think that he was doing so intentionally. I stayed quiet for a while to see his reaction, but he kept looking me straight in the eyes

My eyes scanned around to see what was going on this morning, and there he was: a feast for my eyes and an added throb to my heartbeat, Eduardo! It had been about thirty-seven days since he had been working as my bodyguard. I still didn’t understand why I needed a bodyguard, but I was pleased to have him under my roof. He was not only charming but also very kind and lovely. He made my heart feel like cotton candy dipped in a glass of champagne and melted immediately. It was too hard for me not to bite him. As he was doing his morning workout on the sands of the coast, I made an exception to spare myself a little time that morning to enjoy the peep show. A white tank top perfectly wrapped aro

The white guy must have realized there is no way the code wallet will be around anywhere because he pull me into his car and locked the door. My heart jump instantly into my mouth and i began to pray to my lord to save me from the scarred face but handsome man who seem to be in his early thirties. He didn't drive, i thank my lord for that because there is still a chance to escape ... Right? I have seen Angelina Jolie, a famous actress does that many times without numbers, I mean jumping out of a running car. If i put the right pressure and adrenaline i might even be better than her.

He said coldly about to walk away again but I grabbed his arms. "I’ll pay you any amount…. all you have to do is…is to be my BODYGUARD!" I said. "What?!" Kelvin yelled. "I….I’m the true heiress of the J corp. industry….and my stepmom is trying to kill me. Please……" I said but he didn’t spare me another glance as he pushed my arms away and left in a taxi. The other guy looked at me and could only smile and walk away. ********************** Leon got home and took off his clothes and entered the shower. He was done bathing when Kelvin came in.

I scowl at him and throw a hanger but he dodges just in time. "Don't underestimate me. I'm a bodyguard." "Which rich person will you be protecting?" Mint asks curiously. "Pa–" I quickly stop. I can't tell him the truth. "Liana King. You probably don't know her." I say. It's safer to have him think I am guarding and living with a woman. "What?! You're the bodyguard for the Liana King?! How? What luck did you receive?!" "Huh? You know her?" I ask, completely confused at his fanboy attitude.