Professional Body Double Novel Novels & Stories

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

This was only their third rehearsal session, yet her body already responded to Sage with frightening intensity. Two weeks earlier, Elena had hired Sage as her professional body double for the most explicit role of her career. The film demanded raw, vulnerable sex scenes that Elena refused to perform herself. Sage, a seasoned intimacy performer with a reputation for authenticity, had seemed like the perfect solution. Now, in this private studio, the lines between professional preparation and genuine desire were rapidly dissolving. Sage lifted her head briefly, her lips glistening. “You are tensing again, Elena. Stop acting and feel it.” She curled her fingers and returned her mouth to Elena’s

At last, she nodded weakly. “Okay,” she whispered hoarsely. She turned slowly, her hands still shaking as she picked up the small box from the table. Dominic stood behind her, his large hand resting on her back, silently offering strength. Renata stared at the test pack for a moment, then glanced at Dominic one last time before walking toward the bathroom with heavy, reluctant steps. Dominic followed close behind, his eyes never leaving her. *** In his luxurious office on campus, Professor Alex Harrington sat in his oversized chair, slowly swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. The room was dimly lit, with only the desk lamp casting a soft glow.

he roared, claws raking my double's back in long gashes that bled profusely. My double threw him off with a powerful buck, turning to face both. Ophelia recovered and joined Caleb's replica, the three circling in tense standoff. Caleb's double lunged first, jaws aiming for throat, but my double sidestepped and slashed his muzzle open, blood spraying. Ophelia attacked from the other side, biting into his hind leg and shaking viciously until the tendon snapped.

“Not your parents. Not the media. No one.” Kingsley frowned. “That’s not possible. I—” She cut in gently. “It is. Because Beth replaced you. With a double.” He blinked. “A what?” “A doppelgänger. Someone who looked like you. Sounded like you. She took a man who already resembled you and made him undergo jaw reduction surgery to look identical. She padded his body, trained him, drilled him on your life. Then… she presented him to your parents and friends like nothing was wrong.”

I took a slow, controlled breath, forcing the ice back into my veins. “Stay professional, Rhea. You’re better than this.” But deep down, a small, treacherous voice whispered, “He’s already under your skin.” _______ Later in the evening. I’d just stepped out of the shower for the second time that day, skin still steaming, when I grabbed the bottle of body oil from the dresser. The safe house was quiet, which should have been a relief after Kai’s little playmate stunt earlier. Instead, it left me alone with my thoughts… and my traitor of a body that kept replaying the way his hands had looked on that girl’s ass.

The nosy secretary nodded, sheepishly, afraid to be penalized. Lucia was about to enter the CEO's office, using her fingerprint, as it was already registered there. She halted, turned back, and gave the nosy secretary, a chilling stare, with her eyes. The nosy secretary, who had her eyes on Lucia, could not help but gulp in fear, shrinking back.

"Everything looks exactly as it should for a two PM ceremony." "And the body doubles?" I watched a feed showing someone who looked remarkably like me from a distance being fitted with a microphone. "They're professionals who've done this for witness protection. From more than twenty feet away, Victor won't be able to tell the difference." Detective Chen pulled up another feed. "Lily's double is already in the bridal suite getting ready." I felt sick watching a stranger put on the wedding dress Lily had been fitted for, knowing that under different circumstances my actual wife would be wearing that dress while marrying me for real.

the biological body of Lira Vance, preserved in a state of living death, her brain connected to a thousand glowing fiber-optic threads. Standing in front of the tank was the Second Proxy. She wore the same white silk suit Elena had seen in her visions. She had Elena’s face, Elena’s height, and Elena’s exact fingerprints. But when she turned around, her eyes were a void of absolute, light-absorbing black. "Rule Thirty-Two," the Doppelgänger said, her voice a perfect, crystalline mirror of Elena’s. "When the copy is better than the original, the original becomes a liability."

Luna responded with a bitter smile before finally taking the suitcase containing her clothes, which had been brought by one of the servants. "I'm leaving. Please take care of Father." Luna said goodbye, not suspecting Emily in the slightest. Emily laughed heartily to herself, her plan going smoothly without anyone suspecting a thing. Emily's scheme was so well-executed that she had a servant deliver a drink she had laced with a high dose of sleeping pills to Luna. And once Luna was asleep, Emily and Greta, the maid who had helped her with the dirty work, carried Luna's body without anyone's knowledge to the servants' quarters, where the incident had taken place, and removed Luna's engagement