I Could Be Your Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Chapter 1: Teasing Guards Until They Snap I knew exactly what I was doing. My dad is one of the richest men in the city, and that means I never go anywhere without protection. Three big, mean-looking bodyguards follow me everywhere—Marcus, Jax, and Rico. They’re all ex-military, tall, muscular, and built like they could break a man in half without trying. Dad pays them a fortune to keep me safe. But tonight, I didn’t want to be safe. I wanted to be used.

“Then we will get you another bodyguard” “No, I don’t want any bodyguards, especially not from you. If I feel I need protection then I will hire one myself”

“I’m Aldo, your personal bodyguard.” No, no, no! Everything is ruined now! Rafa! That goddamn devil!!!

“Bodyguard.” Cassian blinked. Then laughed. “Oh, my father must be livid.” Rowan didn’t respond. He wasn’t here to laugh. He was here to protect something or someone that clearly didn’t want to be saved. Cassian dropped the ice and stood, eyes flicking over Rowan’s frame tall, built, black T-shirt stretched over muscle and discipline. “Not bad. At least they sent someone with arms this time.” “Try anything and I break your arm,” Rowan replied.

Her oversized dark shades blocked her eyes, but I could still feel the dagger she was throwing at me. I sighed, getting up. “How could you? I thought I was your best friend. But nooo,” she flailed dramatically, “I had to find out on the freaking internet,” she emphasized the word like it had personally betrayed her. “That my best friend’s bodyguard is actually a billionaire. And not annnyy billionaire but freaking Nikolai Dorne”

“Ginger…” “It’s Miss Ginny to you. And what do you want from me? You’re my bodyguard remember, my personal life doesn’t concern you and honestly sorry I brought you along on my little stalking trip, you don’t have to worry about it happening again because that will be the last time. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go.”

“No, probably not. I’m just worried about you, that’s all.” “I’ll be fine,” Ella assured him. “Besides, you’ll be in the club, too, right?” Charles nodded. “If I need you, I know you’ll be there.” “Ready to sweep you away The Bodyguard style,” he said, referencing an old movie Ella had only seen once but one he seemed to like. He mentioned it frequently enough. It made sense that a security guard would like a movie about a bodyguard--unless it wasn’t done well. “Thanks,” she said with a smile, thinking of Kevin Costner carrying Whitney Houston out of a dangerous crowd of fans.

"Stay away from your future roommate. The moment he moves in, keep your distance. Getting close to him will bring you nothing but catastrophic bad luck. He is a walking disaster zone." I am talking about the Gary Stu protagonist, of course. Anyone who gets close to the "Hero" in this world either ends up as cannon fodder, a stepping stone, or a crying member of a harem. "However," I add, my business smile instantly returning, "if you ever find yourself in mortal peril, you can always call my number. I offer emergency rescue services. The hazard pay will be steep, obviously. But, if you hire me on a retainer as your long-term bodyguard, I can guarantee your physical safety. I'll even throw in

"Is that your new bodyguard?" Todd's question was adequate, I concentrated on the shoot rather than the sexy, seductive, hot bodyguard.leaving me. "Yeah." "He's hot!" Todd was gay, I was not surprised at his choice ofwords. Instead, I smacked his shoulder with a little glare. "He's also married." I retorted, rolling my eyes. "Oh no!" He whined making me chuckle. His lips were pouted slightly. "Alright. Let's get the shoot started. Is it going to be single or am I with a partner?"

It was time to begin the day. ** “I heard you're getting a bodyguard,” Mama started off. She was serving me breakfast. “Yes!” I said excitedly. Mama was surprised. “But my young master said you hated the idea. Why do you look so happy about it?” Mama asked curiously. “It was all pretence…” I said quietly. “Which woman wouldn't like the head of a muscular, well-built bodyguard whom she had under her payroll. Bodyguards can fight which means I can simply hide behind him and grab his… oh my god.”