Princess Diaries Bodyguard Name Novels & Stories

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

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.

It couldn't have gotten worse, could it? I always thought living with my rich father would make me any princess who had everything when I was a kid, but it was a funking pain in the neck. A princess had to be guarded tightly around the neck even when she's alone. And here I was, seated on the balcony, staring at the rain pitter and patter against the glass coverage walls with my bodyguard seated there, a book in hand. I don't know his problem. I know from his attitude that he wasn't happy to “babysit” a twenty year old, but he could have just ended his contract.

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”