Hot Bodyguard Novels & Stories

The new bodyguard had arrived that morning. His name was Kai Novak. Ex-special forces. Thirty-two. Quiet in a way that felt intentional. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, dark hair, and eyes that seemed to see everything. He didn’t smile much. He barely spoke. But his presence filled every room he entered. Right now, he stood near the entrance to the living room, arms crossed, watching her with that steady, unreadable gaze. “You don’t have to stare at me like I’m about to jump off the balcony,” Isabella said, turning to face him. Her silk robe clung to her body, the deep V showing more cleavage than was strictly professional.

"That's fine. I will. There's really nothing else to show you. All that's left are just vacant rooms that we clean although no one lives there and downstairs are the rooms of all the kitchen maids including me. Outside the house, to your right, is where all the bodyguards live." "The big tall building?" Gabby asked. She had noticed the building when she was sitting stubbornly in Leone's car. "Yes. That one." The maid said, blushing. "Why're you smiling?" "My boyfriend lives there as well. His name is Matt. You'll love him too." "Oh really. Being a bodyguard means he must be strong then. How well does he treat you in bed?" Gabby said smirking. The maid opened her mouth in shock but decided to

Close enough to protect her… and love her, in the shadows. Richard emerged moments later, phone pressed to his ear. Without so much as a glance, he climbed into the backseat, motioning for Lauren to join him. She did, sliding into the seat beside her husband. Louis closed the door, circled the vehicle, and took the driver’s seat. The moment the engine hummed to life and they rolled onto the main road, Richard lowered his phone and leaned forward. “Louis,” he said firmly. “Yes, sir?” “You’re not just the driver anymore. From now on, you’re Lauren’s personal bodyguard. My father’s estate is... well, heavily monitored, but he has more enemies than friends. I don’t want her out of your sight. No

I wondered to myself. Gage remained stoic, his gaze burning into us like lasers. "Um… alright, I guess you can," Blair eventually said. He nodded once and stalked off, looking very much like a macho boss man. Blair and I watched him roam around the apartment and once he was out of sight, she whispered to me, "Is it just me or does your bodyguard look very… hot? I let out a scandalized gasp and rolled my eyes, but I could not deny that she was right.

Rest now, sleep tight my love. Thandi read the message and threw her phone on the floor. S’bu had a nerve to call her “his love”, why can’t he just leave her alone? The following day the bodyguard was outside Thandi’s home waiting to take her to school. Good morning Miss Dlamini, I’m Gama your bodyguard. You can call me G, he said respectfully. G was a highly skilled bodyguard who had been with JJL for almost ten years. He took his job seriously and had never failed.

However, two figures stood in front of him with cold expressions. Aquilo was stunned. Lily was also stunned. “Miss Luna, Miss Lily, our boss said that you two must be tired. Let’s rest here… forever!” the bodyguard in the lead said coldly. His voice was respectful and polite, but the murderous intent in his eyes made Lily shiver. This was not an ordinary bodyguard. He had an aura that only an outlaw who had no regard for his life. What exactly did Denver do with that sum of money?! ……

In addition according to the rules only the super bodyguard of his father was allowed to present a new phone to him . When he left Central province his father was still on medication abroad . The super bodyguard never left his side . This also meant that his father must gsvr traveled back . Since time before the only place his Dad felt safe was in Central province at his Villa . Mr Davian has not yet unraveled the reason behind it . The super bodyguard has a team of seven super trained killers . Who mercilessly can end anyone's life with an order from the super bodyguard . Besides that the seven killers have ten men each well trained in fighting .

He had just introduced himself as her bodyguard, but the respect for her as his employer vanished immediately? "You can't walk in your condition. I'll take you to your room right now so you can get enough rest." But that wasn't really the case. It's her whole body feeling hot. Not just because she had a fever, but because of what her bodyguard said and did. Savannah was just grateful she had a fever; otherwise, Ace might think differently because of her flushed face. She didn't resist anymore. She just held onto her bodyguard's torso and buried her face in his chest. In Savannah's mind, it's a good thing no servants passed by, no one saw them.

Despite the beauty, there was an undeniable sterility—a cold, unyielding order—that made my skin prickle. The butler’s eyes occasionally flicked toward me, glimmers of recognition dancing in them. I realized what it was: the matriarch must have sent him my photo, a precaution, ensuring the safety of the young master’s new bodyguard. My heart skipped a beat at the thought, but I had no time to dwell. I had to focus. I stepped into the main hall and froze. Zane Harrison. Shirtless. His abs defined and sharp, the lines of his chest and arms sculpted with near-impossible precision. Sunlight from the tall windows caught his skin, making it glow. My breath caught. My hands froze on my luggage.

All black clothes, hard jaw, and darker eyes. “Oh. My. Fuck,” Gabriella half-whispers, half-gasps, clutching my arm like she’s about to faint. “Who is that?” “That’s Nico,” I say flatly, pretending not to be equally swooned. “My new personal bodyguard.” Gabriella looks at me like I’ve just said I own a castle. “You have a bodyguard now?” I nod. She glances back at him, jaw dropping slightly. “And why is he so freaking hot? Jesus Christ.”