My Bodyguard Trailer Novels & Stories

Verss glanced at Gale's right hand which was wrapped in neat bandages. "How is it? Still hurt?" he asked. Gale shakes his head. "No, let's go home" Not saying much, Gale held out his hand in front of Verss who was looking at him with sharp eyebrows. "What did the doctor say?" Versa stands with Gale heading toward the exit. "No problem, as long as it don't get in the water" Verss was a bit worried, several times Gale's big body was hit very hard by a baseball bat and long iron, he protected Verss so that Verss was not touched. He was really a bodyguard who gave his whole body to him.

the bodyguard said before taking off his jacket to wrap it around Robert. Soon, Robert was wrapped in a cocoon made of the bodyguard's jacket. Only his eyes were exposed. Before he could protest, the bodyguard darted toward the parking lot with Robert in his arms. "Hayden, let's run over as well!" Layla wanted to run through the rain. She had her older brother with her, and she wanted to take the opportunity to do something crazy with him; that way, Avery would not get angry at her even if they got wet.

They were accompanied by two people from behind—Troy Yager and Matthew Collins. Matthew and the others were practically like reporters in a war-torn country. They were surrounded by gunfire and bullets, but they just kept clenching their teeth, striving to record the footage of every exciting battle that took place. These footages would become Wolf Den's most precious treasures in the future. Within the villa's hall, a man in his forties was sitting on a couch. He wasn't guarded by multitudes of bodyguards, there was just one standing next to him. The bodyguard had a lean body, as well as beefy and muscular arms and legs. At a glance, one could tell that he was a mighty Muay Thai fighter.

"Why are you avoiding talks about the bodyguard? I just told you how he was a pain in the ass but you don't just want to talk about him." "I don't have any business with the bodyguard. He is just a distraction and if he distracts you, you might not be able to achieve our plan. You need to focus on her and not him." He paused and just when I wanted to talk, he beat me to it and talked first.

Odette clenched her jaw at the feeling. Suddenly, a sound of laughter came from Julian's mouth. He looked at Sharlynn and Richie in turn with a look of contempt. "Apparently the shares are paid for with the body. No wonder you're so crazy about this guy. It looks like you're really enjoying the bodyguard's body." Julian continued to insult Richie, trying to provoke the man's emotions. Sharlynn, not having any of it, almost raised her hand to slap the man in the mouth. "We don't have to waste time on human garbage like this," Richie interrupted. He made Julian and Odette stare at him. "Maybe they want to see their hot game scene. Don't worry, we'll send them the footage later."

I asked. "The Camaro?" Walt asked. "Yeah," I said. "The guy in it's the one been bothering the lady back there. I'm working bodyguard for her." Walt grinned broadly and shook his head. "Not a bad body to guard," he commented. "What you want?"

whispered Matteo, instantly bringing Luna back to her senses. The girl’s eyes widened as she looked around; she was in a public place now. Quickly, Luna released her arms from around Matteo’s neck and smoothed her clothes. Before finally running towards the Magnolia Spring Resort building. It was a deeply painful sight for Adrian. The man stared with disgust at the shameless lovebirds before him. He hated Luna’s stupid bodyguard, who always prevented Adrian from touching or kissing the girl on their dates, following them wherever they went. But what was Adrian seeing now? The bodyguard was actually asking Luna to kiss him, right in front of his eyes!

Now I was back to risking everything—every piece of myself—for her again. Hired as a bodyguard. Assigned to serve a certain CEO. I didn’t get the full details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to ask. When you’re drowning, you don’t check the rope somebody throws at you—you just hold on. The pay was high, unbelievably high. Almost suspiciously high. But I needed it. I needed it desperately. Jasmine needed urgent treatment. And the loan sharks… They’d been hunting us for almost two years. Knocking. Threatening. Following. Our lives had become a cycle of whispering, hiding, praying no one found us.

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.

"You disappeared! You didn't check in! You didn't follow protocol!" "I did what I had to do to keep her safe," I said, matching his tone. "I’m a bodyguard, Alpha. That’s my job." "Your job is to follow my orders!" he yelled. "Your position here is to protect this family, not to go off on some rogue hero mission! You’re a bodyguard, not a vigilante! Do you have any idea what would have happened if you’d been killed? If she’d been killed?" "But we weren't," I pointed out.