Hot Bodyguard Novels & Stories

His meditation was interrupted when he became conscious of Marco's presence. "Bellisimo, isn't it?" Marco Said. Lorenzo remained still, eyes still gazed on the water fountain. "I hear Bria Leone, the only daughter of the Leone family is a psychopath. The whole family is a crazy and heavily protected one. One doesn't get in as an intruder and leave there alive or sane. I wonder why father sent you on this deadly mission. If you ever need help, I'm always close by. Cover your tracks, arrange a place for you in Vienna, you'll get to leave happily and be free from the shackles of guilt the Mafia has placed on you. It can always be our little secret ...... brother"

The weight on my chest is suffocating, but I refuse to yield. "Merde," Willow exclaims. All three girls stare wide-eyed at the laptop screen. I make my way to the bed. "What's going on?" Willow turns the screen towards me. GBA News, a primetime station akin to ABC, has picked up the story. The headline reads: Media and Fans Flood L.A. Streets in Search of Johnson, Haynes, Walsh Families' Bodyguards. I bend down and use the trackpad to read the article. A video titled 'Hot Santa Underwear Contest', featuring the security force Omega responsible for protecting the famous families, has gone viral on Twitter and other social media platforms. The hashtag #HotBodyguards has been trending for more

But I'm just a bodyguard doing it's job' He sighed and nodded, the girl bid her goodbyes and left him walking over to Miles. “God you're so handsome Mr. Pierce" one of the girls squealed. 'Well Damn' "I know right," Wyatt agreed. Wilder looked at Malik making sure he wasn't crowded but Malik was already staring at him. He walked over to him squeezing himself through the girls "are you alright sir?" He asked, Malik nodded grabbing one of the fans phones and taking a quick picture of them both. “Is he your bodyguard?" She asked pointing at Wilder, Taehyung nodded and passed the phone back to her "yup, his name is Mr. Thompson, everyone say good morning Mr. Thompson"

Cheryl was getting better.She was very stable and awaiting the go-ahead to be discharged by the doctor.She was tired of just sitting in her room.She wanted to go out and take a walk.She stood up slowly and walked to the door.Hopefully her mum wouldn't be around to scold her or stop.She opened the door slowly and was shocked to find three very huge men outside.She was confused."Uuumh excuse me?"she said politely just as Winter arrived."Yes ma'am,"one of the guy said."Who are you?"she asked."We're your bodyguards ma'am.I am Richa..."he was saying."My what?!!"she asked shocked."Whats going on?"Winter asked."I think you have the wrong room maybe,"she said to them."Miss Jones,right?"the bodyguard

I wasn't going to be here for long, so I just wanted to make a living out of hell, and yes, protect my boss. That even sounds weird coming from me, I ain't no Bodyguard, I wasn't even trained for it. It was all the handiwork of Underwood. That guy is a fucking pro, and yes, he gets his share from every salary I was being paid. "Boss?", I mouthed, who ever gets to sleep with his boss and still calls her boss, yes, it's I, Colton Martakis. The days past and the ones flying in was no better, it felt even worse as seconds ticked. I missed her, I wanted her, but mostly I needed her safe, more than anything ever.

I took a bucket of ice-cold water, splashing it on him as he jolted back, gasping for breath. "Please kill me, just do it, but not this," he begged through his shaky breaths. "I thought you were trained for pains like this. Weren't you?" I said, watching him mumble some words in whispers. "Heat up the metal," I commanded. A metal rod was placed, heating up in hot coal. I was about to move on to the next step when a call grasped my attention. It was Kaiden, the new bodyguard I had assigned to Scarlet.

the bodyguard shouted angrily, raising his fist and charging toward him. Bernard smiled at the sight of the bodyguard’s rage. This wasn’t an ordinary person. He was a black belt in every martial art, a retired special bodyguard who was notorious for his fighting skills. With a punch, even if Esteban didn’t die, he would become a useless idiot.

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.

Even though I'm just watching Johnny and Kissa, I can't help but feel anxious about them too for getting caught while doing such wild and carnal things. "What the hell are you doing here guys? How did you even get in?" The hot security guard asked when Johnny and Kissa approached him. When the camera focuses on the hot security guard, I can't help but notice how hot this security guard is to the point where I don't want to believe that he is really a security guard because just like Johnny, the features and body built of this hot security guard are just like a model. His six-pack abs are noticeable since he's wearing a skintight uniform and his arms are so thick that I feel like he can lift

“Miss Thompson, that’s Greg and he’s going to be your bodyguard. He’s taking you to the Chiganvy hotel right now. I’ll check out your house and ensure that it’s safe.” She let out a deep sigh. He had told her that he wouldn’t charge her, then..who was going to pay this bodyguard? And the Ferrari? These were all too expensive. “How much do I…” she glanced at the bodyguard as she spoke She didn’t complete her statement when he interrupted. “Don’t worry about it. It’s complementary.” She let out a deep sigh. “Who are you, Mr. D seers?”