Jack Stapleton The Bodyguard Novels & Stories

I told her and her mouth dropped open. “Bodyguard? Him? He doesn't look like a freaking bodyguard and why do you need a bodyguard in the first place?” She asked and before I could reply, from the corner of my eye I saw Sophia storming towards us. “What is this man doing here?” She screeched and everyone went silent. Immediately, Jaxon stood in front of me, shielding me from Sophia as he stared down at her with an intimidating Aura. “How… How did you get out of jail?” She asked, clearly flustered by him.

In the same room, the man prepared a meal for Poppy, who was mistaken for Sienna. ‘Perhaps that woman named Sienna is his wife. Is she dead, and he can't accept the reality?’ Poppy was curious. ‘He appears to have a warm, kind heart—’ “Ah, a**hole!” Stefan squealed. In a rage, he grabbed the frying pan and struck the bodyguard beside him. “Damn it! You're standing too close!” Stefan accidentally touched the pot containing boiling water. The bodyguard did nothing, but Stefan blamed him and continued to hit him. The bodyguard simply stood up straight, as if he were not in pain.

Once I was on the ground and being towered over my them, I replied to Stella. “Hot damn.” They were looking between us and didn’t speak until Stella was beside me. “Good morning. I am Travis and this is Kyle. We are your bodyguards for the next week.” Travis said. He had the bleach blonde hair. “Or as long as you are here.” Kyle interrupted. “Why do you say that?” I asked. “Once you see what we have to offer, most don’t want to leave.” I didn’t miss the double meaning.

I hissed. “Oh but we can.” Gabriel grinned. I turned to Gatsby, waiting for her to tell me this is a fucking dream and I need to wake up. But she just shook her head and looked the other way. Fuck. This is as real as my depression. “We've already hired your bodyguard.” Gabriel added, replacing his grin with his usual unreadable look. “He's an Ex-Navy SEAL, has top-notch recommendations, and is experienced with guarding high-profile personalities. He’s a sought-after professional and the perfect fit for this job.”

Oh really, that's perfect then though it didn't show on your fi le." My dad reasoned but I waved it off "We liked to keep things low-key." He answered, making me snort. "Turned off. Back to kicking him out. tracy scott needs no man." I murmured before walking away in irritation. I didn't even know why. "Tracy." My father calls out. I walk up to him faking ignorance.``This is your new bodyguard. "Antony Santos ``Yeah, I know." My subconscious supplied a mocking retort, but I'm too smart to say it to his face.``You're not permitted to go anywhere without him. His room is practically next to yours so getting his attention would not too hard." Huh The final section grabbed every bit of my attenti

Jolene was drawn to his handsomeness. "Leon! Leon!" I called and saw him standing with my family, why was he standing with them?. "Who are you, young man?" he asked, before Leon could answer he felt a little hand drag him back and a tiny body stood in front of him, it was like she was trying to protect him from her family. "He is my bodyguard." She said. "What! He’s the guy that beat up my men, mom." Jolene protested. "Nice to meet you all, I'm Leon." he bowed.

"Alright, what do you have for me, Mr. Rich?" Rich smirked at the use of her work title, "Well Miss Alessia, I have concocted a particularly beautiful work for you, let's start with a name. I want you to stay as close to the truth as possible, Jay is known for being able to sniff out a rat with deadly accuracy so the only way to keep you safe is to make most of your identity true. You will work as Damon's main bodyguard now and Jay will try hard to bribe you and try to use your weak points." Alessia nodded, "run it by me then, what parts of my life stay real?"

With that in mind, he doubted that the bodyguards would be able to take them on… and after a while, it was made apparent that Gerald’s guess was right. With most of the bodyguards either heavily injured or already dead, one of the middle-aged ones turned to glare at the men in black before growling, “Who are you people?! I’ll have you know that I’m Tanner Junas! The head of the Juans’ Bodyguard Institute in Shontell! Daring to even attack the bodyguards of Shontell… Do all of you have a death wish or something?!” “Cut the cr*p and just hand us the holy stones if you want to live!” scoffed what appeared to be the leader of the men in black.

Yes, the young man… The one who blew my mind away at first gaze. “What did you hire him for?” I asked as I was kindly greeting him with a head gesture not to be rude. He probably must be a model or an actor to be in our commercials, but it was really weird, because hiring a model wasn’t my dad’s job; he was the chairman of the group after all. “He is your bodyguard from now on,” he said. That was strange, because I had never needed a bodyguard before. “My bodyguard? Are we in need of protection currently?”

I liked being around her because she had so many stories to tell me and indulged my guilty pleasures… food I knew I wouldn't be able to eat at the table without Father giving me the stink eye or saying something offensive. JJ as I call her came in just then, looking as stiff as ever. She used to be in the military, a firm believer in playing by the rules, and my oldest bodyguard to date. I always wondered why she never quit like the others. Maybe she just really liked her work. I never could tell. She never really opened up to me. Her real name was Jennifer Jordan, but I liked calling her JJ. I couldn't see myself calling my bodyguards by their surnames like Father did.