Professional Body Double Novel Novels & Stories

Her oversized dark shades blocked her eyes, but I could still feel the dagger she was throwing at me. I sighed, getting up. “How could you? I thought I was your best friend. But nooo,” she flailed dramatically, “I had to find out on the freaking internet,” she emphasized the word like it had personally betrayed her. “That my best friend’s bodyguard is actually a billionaire. And not annnyy billionaire but freaking Nikolai Dorne”

Author's P. O. V. ( in the other dimension ) note- this book will be in both dimensions that means Shaina's first life and her second chance life; till now you all were reading her second chance life story) " Doctor, how is she? " A man with huge muscles and a stone face asked; the only one showing his emotions were his eyes; they held a pain; the pain and fear of losing the one for them. " Sir, she is similar to a dead body, I am surprised how she was still breathing even after being in that condition for 2 days, " The doctor said to the younger man.

“Osborn, when you’re dealing with the underground world, everything is dangerous. These people are manipulative, selfish, and constantly trying to outdo one another. That's why they have so many enemies—and why they need bodyguards. You never know what might happen, even on a so-called protection job.” I yanked my arm free from his grip, rubbing it where his fingers had dug into my skin. “I can handle myself, Marcus. I get that you're worried about me, but refusing to let me take this job is like saying all the training I’ve done at your academy means nothing. Trust me. Trust in your own teaching for once.” He circled the hall, his hands on his head, clearly conflicted. “You just don't get i

The double nodded her head calmly, her voice soft yet eerily calm as she replied, “You counted days and you counted promises. But after midnight, you stopped counting…you gave yourself away without even realizing it.” Vincent snapped back angrily. “That’s a lie! She didn’t give anything away…” The double's eyes locked onto him. "And you, fox…do you know how many nights she lay awake wishing she had never touched you?" Camela gasped for breath. "Stop," she said. The double smiled even wider in response. The heavy iron door behind the double slammed shut with a loud bang. Smoke billowed out, filling the stairs and wrapping around the railings. The double moved closer, her bare feet making no s

It felt like a baptism. The confrontation in Geneva was three weeks past. The public story was a masterpiece of controlled narrative: a tragic internal conspiracy at Rogers Industries, masterminded by the rogue CFO Evelyn Voss and the embittered half-brother Marcus Vale, who had perished in a violent confrontation at a Swiss villa while attempting to sell corporate secrets. Anton Rogers, the courageous CEO, with the aid of external security consultant Sabatine Stalker, had uncovered the plot and prevented a global catastrophe. The stolen prototype was recovered. The official inquiries were ongoing, but the tide of public and legal opinion had turned. The evidence Sabatine had meticulously ga

The comment feed went completely wild. [Holy hell, she actually did it! That's brutal! Absolutely brutal!] [How is this any different from treating the male lead like a dog? This is straight-up abuse!] [Poor Julian, giving up everything for love. Celeste, you're going to regret this!] Regret it? I watched Julian's face, pale as paper and slick with cold sweat, without an ounce of pity. The butler stepped forward with perfect timing and handed me a folder.

“ Wow, a praise?“Heymumbled.dirmumbled.dirimbled. Thank you, boss.” As Ava stared around the mall, she could see that it was partly empty, and the sight of the five dead bodies crept her skin. Her heart sank when she recalled how pretty and peaceful the place was when she and Roland came inside. But now, it was nothing but a crime scene in her eye. “Clean up this mess. I am taking Ava home.” Roland said. “Okay boss. I will call the cleaning up crew right now.” Jax replied. Ava felt confused about where both men's discussion was heading.

"I have found many irregularities in your company. I have yet to see all the evidence. So, the embezzlement of funds in the company is not Miss Sharlynn's work. Some people are trying to smear her. Knowing this, Heinz became even weaker. He leaned his back against the back of the chair, then massaged his head, which seemed to want to break. "Why am I so stupid?" he muttered. "If not Sharlynn, then who? Did I fall for Odette's lie that Sharlynn came to the company and conspired with Madison the day before she decided to marry Richie?" It turned out that the man in front of Heinz was a private investigator whom Heinz had hired to spy on Sharlynn and Richie's whereabouts during that time. Howev

I nodded and smiled, placing a quick kiss to his lips then leaving. From the moment I got this job I always told myself to separate my personal life from my work one. I left the loving wife back home and arrived at Brinda's as the attorney everyone wanted to take down. Her bodyguards patted me down for precautionary measures she didn't trust that Mr. Dubois wouldn't send someone to hurt them based off of his past violence.

I squashed down the turbulent emotions in me and forced my broken body out of the restaurant. I deleted all of Dale’s contact numbers and threw away my SIM card. From this moment on, I had cut all ties with him. … Dale’s phone rang while he was sending River back home. He answered it, only to receive terrifying news. “Hello, we’re the South Road Riverstate police. We’ve retrieved a drowned corpse from the river, along with a suicide note and a pardon letter. “The pardon letter was written by you for River Stane, and we’ve verified the contents of the suicide note. Lyra Stane, your wife, is the one who wrote it. Please come and retrieve her body…”