Novel & Cerita Princess Diaries Bodyguard Name

I'm better off without it,' Serenity thought to herself. Meanwhile, Jackson stood by the door outside the changing room. He kept his head down, seemingly in deep thought as his bodyguard stood behind him. Alerted, the bodyguard looked to the left and saw a figure walking toward them. The bodyguard naturally recognized the approaching figure. He was the prince of the entertainment industry, Lucas Gomez, and he was a friend of Jackson. The bodyguard did not move and remained rooted in place. Lucas walked over to Jackson and asked, "You came here today to help her?"

They had back-to-back lectures, and when they finally got a break, they headed to the cafeteria. “Guys, did you notice that creepy guy following us everywhere?” Riya leaned in and murmured. “I saw him standing outside our classroom the whole time,” Anna said, narrowing her eyes at the man in black trailing behind them. Siena glanced back and suddenly remembered Cristiano mentioning the bodyguard. “Guys, relax. He’s my bodyguard.” “You have a bodyguard?” Anna and Riya stared at her as if she’d grown another head. “Yeah,” Siena replied shyly. “Cristiano got him for me.”

That is the most important mission that has ever existed. Those were his parting words. As much as he said not to harbor guilt… it was easier said than done. Instead of focusing on that, I focused on the fact that it was my duty as her personal bodyguard to always do what was necessary to protect her. Just like my father was Queen Sadira’s personal bodyguard, I was chosen for the Princess. I had pledged my vows to her when I was sixteen years old. For the past five years, it had been the cornerstone of everything in my life.

Thiago gritted his teeth but shrugged. “Yes, well, minor setback and they didn’t find what they were looking for.” He glanced around to be sure they were alone and leaned in closer. “What can you tell me about this Kingston Rossdale?” “Not much beyond him being the personal bodyguard to Princess Romaine, sir.” “Hmm, and do they spend an unusual amount of time together?” “Not that I’ve noticed,” Maxim answered. “What’s this about?” Thiago dug the heel of his shoe into the pavers.

HIS ROYAL OBSESSION PART 1 Intro; BODYGUARD PROFILE: Name: Dorian Mirkov Age: 34 Role: Head Close Protection Operative / Personal Security Detail (PSD) newly contracted as the princess’s primary bodyguard. Status: Active Assignment — HIGH RISK

Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section. "Don't you think he will make the best husband for me?" Isabella, sitting with her friend Emily, speaks. "My princess, do you mean Xavier?" Emily asked, not knowing whom the princess was referring to. "No, but my bodyguard. I am in love with him." She answered boldly. Emily could get surprised; she kept mute for a minute; her tongue seemed so heavy to roll words out from her mouth, but she had to talk.

Probably a worker from the Hall. “I’m Matthew,” “Evans.” I shook his hand. “These people really think they’re gods huh?” I nodded in agreement, “I ignore them mostly,” He smiled and looked at me, “You must be a pretty tough man to be the Alpha’s bodyguard huh?” I shrugged, “Where do you work?” I looked up and down his attire, his jacket looked way too expensive for someone who would work at the administration or even at a higher post. What if he was a–

I laughed, 'That's exactly what I told her. When we walked into the castle, he called Trina to him, "Trina, do you promise to guard your princess with your life?" Trina smiled at me as she said, "I will guard her with my life." Conri nodded, "You are officially our princess' permanent bodyguard." Trina had a huge smile on her face. When we turned to walk to King Fenris' office, her smile turned to a blank face as she walked behind us.

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

“Good. No issues? Pryce can be… verbose.” “The exchange was brief and professional, sir,” Silas replied, his voice a model of neutral efficiency. He stood at ease, hands clasped loosely behind his back, the picture of the perfect, detached bodyguard. Only Leo, attuned to every micro-shift, saw the tension corded in his neck, the unnatural stillness in his shoulders.