Mafia Bodyguards Novels & Stories

“He made it possible for you to live, and this is my own way of thanking him. He did all this for his mother. Why should I abandon him after getting what I wanted?” “Ava, are you hearing yourself?” Peter’s voice hardened. “Don’t be fooled by his generosity. Men like that don’t change overnight.” I pulled my hand away from his. “There’s a rumor about him being in the mafia. There’s a whole conspiracy surrounding him. I did quite a lot of research about him, and something is not adding up.” “I don’t care.” The words came out immediately. Peter stared at me. “I’m not leaving until my contract ends. Matter of fact, he has agreed to terminate my contract after one year if his mother gets well.”

“So tell me Mr. Sexy Bodyguard… is he single?” All eyes turned to Rio, who stood as still and silent as ever. His arms were crossed over his chest, jaw sharp, eyes unreadable. Two years and I’d never seen him with a woman. He never spoke about his personal life. Reed was the one who hired him to watch over me, since he was always out of town. I gave a small shrug. “I honestly don’t know. He’s really private.” Zara let out a low whistle. “With a face like that and a body that could make a nun blush, I refuse to believe he’s single. If he is, the world’s broken.”

"God... What's that?!" The bad feeling only got stronger. The cars stopped by the building entrance. The guards got out of the cars. The majority of them were huge, with tattoos and sunglasses. They looked horrifying, true mafia men! Then one of them opened the door of the fanciest black car, and he got out: Black Jack, the mafia big boss.

I was relieved that they weren't into bloodshed. Their weapons must be really advanced for them to be so deadly without bloodshed. I guess it's a good thing. I think they capture the men from the opponent's team and take them. They must be really successful in doing so that's why they're so big now. I guess I'm warming up to this mafia. It's not so bad. I took a mouthful as he looked at me. "You zoned out on me." he stated "What were you thinking?" "Nothing much." I blushed "I don't mind belonging to your mafia. There's no bloodshed so I guess it's still deadly but at the same time safe."

(John Mac) Just as President Mies has done treating the female bodyguards injury and then calming the entire Cafe, the worst things suddenly happened. The fights outside intensifies, the strong defensive lines that were form by the bodyguards had started to broken up, and as a result the fights between two gangs has now got a new participants, which is the bodyguards. Everything were getting chaotic, the bodyguards is by no means a push over, they retaliate with strong attack and precision, but still despite all this, 1 of the gangster that were covered in blood and cuts from the fights runs towards the Cafe entrance, getting passed the Bodyguards defensive line and in his hand, he was gripp

The mafia boss immediately called the two bodyguards, he said that someone was following us, and he said the color of the car. The two bodyguards promised that they would take care of it. So, the mafia boss is confident that the bodyguards can fulfill their duties. What we didn't know was that two cars were following us. While the bodyguards were busy chasing the red car, the black van was also following us. And they just took the right opportunity. Jeff's POV And after a while, Jeff's phone rang, and one of his staff was calling, so he immediately answered it.

Alisa snorted coldly and looked at Fidelia with cold eyes; she gave a dangerous smile overbearing tone: "I am the daughter of a famous Mafia boss; there is nothing to be afraid of. Even if I kill you, my brother won't dare touch a hair of mine. You—just a stand-in for Emily." Suddenly, one of Alisa's subordinates ran up to her, her face a little scared. He said, "There are a lot of bodyguards coming here. Those are all the elite bodyguards of Mr Galbraith. We must get out of here, or we'll catch them again."

The scent of sweat, cigarettes, and musky cologne hung in the air like a chandelier, there were pictures on the wall that were some kind of modern art, the furniture looked plain, uncomfortable, leather, and black. My eyes landed on a man sitting at the center of the room. A long metal table with paper strewn across the surface separated me from who I assumed to be the new bodyguard standing in front of him, he was flanked by men holding large assault rifles, some I hadn't seen before in my life and that said a lot about the kind of people the mafia often had to go into dealings with. I could smell them from where I stood, they were bloodthirsty men like we were but they were different and t

He poured himself a glass of red wine with a steady hand—releaxed oblivious to Katerina fury. ​"You are a Romano," he said, his voice low, with a terrifying rumble. "And until you learn that your casual life in university is a threat on your back, you will have a personal bodyguard. The last one was a failure because he was ridiculously soft and polite. This one... this one is strict and different" ​"I don't want ‘different'!....I don't want any of this, I just want to be left alone!" Katerina spun toward the tall glassed windows.

a voice yelled and pulled me before I was run over by the car. I stumbled to the ground, my head resting on chest of this strange figure. When I raised my head to him, I was met with a set of dangerous blue eyes staring back at me. Short brown hair, tight jaw and a bit of a mustache, he was gorgeous. I had no idea men like this could be bodyguards, he would excel more if he were a model. He gently pulled me off the ground, and before I knew it, I was spun around. The sound of a gunshot flew past my ears, blood splattered on my face.