Professional Body Double Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

"M-My beast holds a perfect right to be completely upset too, Double D! This piece of garbage nearly harvested my life force with cold iron, just like his blades almost cut your own throat on the ship!" "Fine," David snarls, his scowl deepening as his heavy voice vibrates through the basement. "Do not let your muscles repeat that mistake ever again. And let your simple brain remember, this broken beggar is not the entity who wants our heads on a spike. Our blades are hunting the high-court mastermind who is giving this pawn his daily orders."

" she said and typed on the chapter she was working on. She typed until she came to a stop and posted it in her website. Seeing what she had written, a smile was plastered on her lips. She killed her female lead. She was too perfect and there wasn't a perfect life. She closed her eyes and fell on her laptop. A bright light suddenly appeared around her, forming a thick mist. Her body glowed brightly until she was left of nothing. She disappeared.

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”

Title: I Want You, My Bodyguard Subtitle: He will be mine. His professionalism is a challenge, his indifference, an insult. I am Diane, and everything belongs to me—except him. I see the desire he thinks he's hiding. Blurb: Every averted glance, every polite "no," is just one more step toward his downfall. I will shatter his discipline. I will use everything at my disposal. He pretends not to see my gaze tracing the path from his shoulders down to his waist. He feigns ignorance of the electricity when I "trip" and my hand grasps his arm, feeling the hard flesh beneath his shirt.

And on it, a body. Alec’s eyes burned as he stepped forward. But the body wasn’t him. It was a man with Alec’s face—flawless mimicry. But dirtier. His suit ripped, chest caved in from a blow. The double’s eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Zara rushed forward. “No—” Alec slumped beside him, shaking his head. “That’s a body double. I set that up—two hours ago. To fake my aftermath if they caught me. It worked… but they found both.” His voice broke.

“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

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