Mafia Bodyguards Novels & Stories

Sometimes, the ties between people run deeper than they look. “The younger brother, Nolan, has been quietly searching for a female bodyguard to join his team.” I stop in my tracks and pull my hand away from James’s leg. “They want to throw away all the progress I’ve made to turn me into a bodyguard? Seriously? I’m practically Sierra’s right-hand person. This is absurd. I can think of at least ten women from the FBI who could handle this.” “Do any of those women read, write, and speak Italian?” He raises an eyebrow.

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

He heard the second man ask. “Yes, she’s Alex personal assistant”. Those words clarified Alex suspicions. They’d intentionally targeted Maya knowing that she had a ‘connection ‘ with him. As Alex slowly approached the men, the black dragon tattoo at the side of their necks became visible as he scoffed. These were the Jensens. Mafia’s from Vladimir’s side. Ever since the incident of his father’s death, the Wolf’s and Jensens had become at war with eachother and sworn blooded enemies. Seeing that Vladimir was already sending his men out to him, it looks like he already got wind of his arrival in Russia. This was good. Alex thought.

Now, more than ten men were stationed around the property. Some of them we are sitting on top of the stairs leading to the mansion door. Some were standing and smoking. I've never seen Jonathan’s bodyguards on duty smoke, so I was very sure this was not his bodyguard. These were his men from his mafia organisation. I guess this does not involve his company ,but it involved the mafia world. “Just remember what I told you,” my driver said as he opened the door. “Everything will be fine.” I stepped out, smoothing my dress, and walked toward the entrance while he followed behind me.

he whispered and pulled her up from the ground. He led her back to the room and sat her down on the bed. "I know you don't remember me so let me introduce myself. I'm Alexander Miguel soon to be the boss of the Black mafia and you are my one way ticket through that door. I'll give you one minute to completely hand yourself over to me or I'm going to start killing everyone you love, no more beating around the corner," he whispered with a serious face. Siana looked into his face trying to crack the joke behind his words but she found nothing. He was being serious. The room was quite as his vicious eyes tore through her.

Not that I would want to touch the shit after he has been through half the town. And you had to go put that image in your head. The lips of your princess were up against all of that. It makes my body cringe. Fuck! Pushing this aside. I think that we are being followed. Well, I don’t think, I know, what lame-ass bodyguard will I be if I can not pick that obvious shit up. We have had the tail since we left the mansion. Perhaps it can just be a car that is going in the same direction, but I am pretty sure that a black Mercedes constitutes as a car that you truly need to keep your eyes out for in this nasty big old Mafia world.

She looked ordinary, but Mom pulled her over to introduce her to me: “This is Elena, the bodyguard your father chose for you yesterday. She’s the leader of a mafia squad.” I didn’t expect this seemingly plain girl to be a top fighter. I instantly felt a sense of respect for her. After seeing Marco, I knew anyone who survived in the mafia environment had to be remarkable. I studied her face. Her unremarkable appearance was an asset for a bodyguard. She wasn’t talkative and just silently stood behind me. I didn’t push her to befriend me right away. After all, it was only our first meeting. Now that someone was protecting me, Mom felt comfortable heading back home, leaving Elena and me to wait

Finn frowned and said coldly, “Go on and have a look. It doesn’t matter who they are, just get rid of them. We can arrange for more men if you need more help. We have to ensure the safety of Little Miss Mia and Young Mr. Max.” “Yes, Mr. Miller.” The bodyguard left to do his job. A scuffle soon happened outside the estate. The bodyguards sent by Nathan were professionally trained and excellent fighters. Those people hidden in the dark corner were previously sent over by Mason. They were good fighters as well, but they were not good enough to face Nathan’s men.

“No,” I admit. “I’m just waiting for the time he tells me to put you on the phone. He’s going to test me, and he’s going to test you, too.” He sighs again, looking away from me, toward the window. “Do you have any idea the kind of man he is? I mean, really?” “He’s rich, and he has a lot of bodyguards and stuff like that.” “Yeah. He needs bodyguards. Do you think…” He closes his eyes for a second before opening them again. “Do you think he does that because he’s paranoid or because there’s a reason for it?”

Daisy is the only one who isn't paying attention because she is too busy playing a game on the iPad that Alessandro gave her. "My parents recently told me about the Russian Mafia. My mother's brother, Felix was murdered by the Ivanovs." As my brows furrow in response to what Alessandro said, Luca and Marcelo both visibly become tense. "Following that, they went into hiding. Many of you are already aware that the Russians are masters of concealment. There are rumors circulating among the other mafias that they will emerge from hiding soon." He scans the room for everyone who is dispersed. "I want everyone to have a bodyguard with them from now on. If you go out in groups, your bodyguards will