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But it was her legs that killed me – those shorts barely covered her ass cheeks, and every time she swayed her hips, I caught glimpses of the curve where her thigh met her hip. I wasn’t the only predator watching her move. Half the men on the dance floor had shifted to get better angles, phones probably recording for later use. But the second some asshole with a neck tattoo tried to close the distance, the brunette bodyguard stepped in, shoving him back with a finger wag that could have frozen lava. His friends erupted in mocking howls while he stood there looking like he’d been slapped by his grandmother. I couldn’t help grinning at the rejection. Blondie had brought her own personal securi

He took a gulp of the water, and I stared, mesmerized, as the fluid went down, swallowing down the urge to reach out and touch his Adam's apple. It was crazy how I was the one getting affected when he was the one who was supposed to be fascinated by me. “Please?” He capped the bottle and frowned. “Why don't you hire a personal trainer? I'm only a bodyguard. I don't need extra work on my back. Guarding you is already a handful.”

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.

He said the last line with a bitter tone in his voice. I huffed, “Oh please! As if you care! For all I know you are waiting for something to happen to me so you can feel less guilty about being a terrible father.” His eyes shone with something I couldn't place. Was he hurt? Not possible! “Effective immediately you will be assigned a new bodyguard.” All traces of the look I thought I had seen were gone. Mr. “Greek god” stepped forward. Father never put men in my security detail except for my driver Kelvin. He only did that because Kelvin was ugly as hell.

I am your bodyguard, she added, so yes. I scowled even more when I heard it and covered my mouth. "What?? The bodyguard's name is" Keven was the bodyguard Dad had lately recruited for me, as I recall, but maybe he's already gone? Huh? Why? I haven't done anything, but, oh! Maybe because I stated he was a thief, that's all that was left of the individual. There, exactly his opposite. "I assume that my Dad did not inform me again. Are you just now getting here? When was that?"

I asked “Because you're literally in the same office as her and you haven't seen him before? He's literally her shadow now” Aiden uttered and I frowned. I'm always inside my office so I didn't really bother myself with what happened in the department. “Who is he?” I asked. “He's Jaxon, Her bodyguard” He told me and I laughed. “Cut the crap, that can't be her bodyguard” I said. “He is. Did he threaten you too?” He asked and I pursed my lips as I leaned back in my seat.

Mason Holy fucking shit. Me, Mason, a bodyguard to Leilani? Acting as a bodyguard wasn't an easy gig for anyone, but acting as a bodyguard to the princess of the bikers was going to be even worse. Not to mention I couldn't keep my fucking eyes off her in the best of circumstances.

"Half these people are from Dasha. That doesn't mean anything." "But your old bodyguard was Buff, a Manand local. That's got to count for something," said Smith. Demi looked at him. "So I changed bodyguards. What's wrong with that?" "Get him!" Smith ordered sharply, uncaring of what Demi had to say. The bodyguards exploded with spiritual energy at once, and fierce winds kicked up in the room. One of the bodyguards reached out to grab Wilbur's shoulder while the other one threw a punch at Wilbur's stomach.

The worst part was just beginning. Leo slowly made his way towards the back of the auditorium where he had spotted his mother’s bodyguard in a heated conversation with another man who almost had the same features as Julian. The only difference between the two was their height. Julian towered over the other guy for about a good foot or so.

I wished him that. Through all this distraction I forgot about my bodyguard’s eyes on me. They were still sticking onto my figure, following my every movement, no matter how small they were, he had everything in view. I sensed that his gaze maybe was even a bit too intense to be considered as normal for his position as “just” my bodyguard.