Novel & Cerita I Could Be Your Bodyguard

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.

I should be but I wasn’t. Yeah, it was my first day at work as the personal bodyguard to the famous New York’s most handsome young CEO. As the elevator moved, I braced myself up to face my soon to be boss who was none other than Ryan Robin Anderson. He was popularly called RRA. Classic, huh? I stepped out of the elevation as it stopped. “Hi,” I looked up to see a middle aged man. “You must be the new bodyguard.” He said. I nodded with a smile.

“If you want proximity daily, personal access to her without tipping your hand this might be the cleanest point of entry.” I turned slowly to face him. “Are you suggesting that I should apply to be her bodyguard?” He didn’t flinch. “Yes, sir.” I stared at him for a long moment. “You do realize how absurd that sounds?” “With respect, sir, absurdity is often the perfect disguise. Who would ever suspect you of taking that role? You’d be beneath her radar. Right where you need to be.” I looked down at the image again. Her eyes weren’t even looking at the camera, but somehow I felt them on me anyway.

“I'll provide evidence. Till then, Zack will not go out with you. He'll not even join the convoy, if you need one.” He didn't reply. He just stared. “I'm a bodyguard too. Don't underestimate me.” I turned back to the monitors and flipped through.

Now, I sat with my friends who talked about less interesting things — a party at a new hotel, boys they've used or found disposable. He still watched, paying more attention to their conversation than I did. I glanced over at him taking in his looks. “Is he your bodyguard? I was wondering why he was standing there,” one of my friends, Rosie, said. I twirled my glass before taking a sip of my wine. I turned to face him. “He is. After my attack, Daddy swore to get me one,” I explained. The girls nodded, their faces awed at such greek- gods giving face.

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.”

“What’s up with you, man? You’ve been staring into space like someone stole your Lamborghini.” I leaned back, trying to play it cool. “My dad hired me a new bodyguard. It’s a girl.” Trent barked out a laugh so loud half the class turned around. “A girl? Bro, you? Mr. I bench press my problems? Is she hot at least?” “She’s not just hot,” I muttered. “She took out five armed guys in under ten seconds. Solo. Like it was nothing. The problem is… I think I’m falling for her.”

Then the grin faded just as quick. “If that's all, I'd like to get to work.” “Wait.” I held up a hand. “I need a bodyguard for Aria. But I can’t trust her with just anyone around here. You have a lot of guys working under you.” He raised an eyebrow. “And?” “I need someone good. Someone loyal. Someone who won’t report back to Victor or Dean.” Ian considered this for a moment. “I'll get Kai to send you one. Is that all?”

he warned, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "No! I won't be quiet!" I stepped right up to him, poking him in the chest. "Isabella is the perfect wife for you, right? She’s elegant, she’s from the right family, and she doesn't have any messy secrets. She’s everything your world wants. And what am I? I’m just the bodyguard, right? The one who pretends to be a guy so I can protect you. The one you can just fuck on the side when you’re bored with being perfect!"

Warm blood splattered across the side of my face, carrying that sharp, unsettling smell of iron. He'd been shot. But he didn't make a sound, and the arm around me didn't so much as tremble. At the same time, by the faint moonlight coming through the windows, I caught sight of Julian nearby out of the corner of my eye. The instant the shots rang out, this man, who'd once sworn to protect me with his life, the Ward family's former head bodyguard, had thrown himself, on pure instinct, straight toward Amber. He'd pinned her body beneath his, and even after a stray round grazed his arm, slowing him down further, he never once let go of her.