Project X Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Even though Victor enjoyed picking on Xavier, he knew he wouldn't be able to withstand Xavier's beating if they actually got into a fight. "He said he's here to become my bodyguard." Victor was rendered speechless. Xavier, the ruler of the borderlands, actually reduced himself to become Quinn's bodyguard. How unbelievable! "We should probably head out now. Come on, let's go," Quinn urged. She did not want to waste any more time. "Alright, let's go," Victor said solemnly. He was more than competent when it came to serious business. Luna had also finalized everything for their proposal. It was their project team's first project, so naturally, they hoped their hard work on the project would pay

Wren said to both of them and Anthony nodded. “That’s my bodyguard outside, by the way,” Wren said, gesturing to the door. “In case you were wondering about the guy in the suit.” Anthony glanced towards the hallway. “Bodyguard? Damn. You’ve really moved up in the world.” “Just a precaution.” Felix’s eyes went to the door too, staring for longer than necessary. He wondered why she would need a bodyguard, but he didn’t openly ask. It took another twenty minutes for everyone else to arrive. The project secretaries came in first, then two other women from a third-party management company that had been hired specifically to keep everything organised.

Axel was truly puzzled by the coincidence that unfolded before him. Axel shook his head slowly, still amazed by this twist of fate. Aura's clear voice cut through his thoughts, introducing herself. "I'm Axel Xavier, your new bodyguard starting today," Axel replied professionally. "I hope we can work well together," Aura hoped as she extended her hand. "I hope so, Miss." Axel shook Aura's hand while bowing, positioning himself as a bodyguard. Not as the man who took his new boss's virginity! Aura turned to Ji Hwan and asked casually,

Ted whispered desperately, his face etched with worry. Farah smirked as Tandre reluctantly kneeled back down, his fists clenched in frustration. She reveled in his helplessness, the power she held over him feeding her twisted satisfaction. “You there—get up!” Farah commanded, pointing her gun at the bodyguard she had addressed earlier. “Follow my orders, or I’ll start shooting every one of you!” The bodyguard swallowed hard, his hesitation replaced with reluctant compliance. Slowly, he stood and approached the projector table, retrieving a pen and paper from Tandre’s briefcase.

She wore a short wig with neatly trimmed hair to resemble a man's hair and a fake mustache and beard. She vividly remembered Alfonso's instructions. She was to be a bodyguard for one of the richest billionaires, Enzo Vicenzo. He was the CEO of one of the most successful companies, Vclass Mobile. Alfonso had told her that Enzo needed a bodyguard but despised the idea of a woman being his bodyguard. Alfonso knew she was a skilled fighter because she had been trained by Sergio.

Richard smiled and then looked at Bethany, "If you don't have any further questions, shall we make an appointment to sign the contract?" "OK. sure." Bethany nodded. "Okay, great.Tomorrow morning, then. We will sign the contract in your studio." Richard stood up and reached out his hand, wanting to shake hands with Bethany. When Bethany was about to reach out her hand, the door was opened and the bodyguard came in and said, clearly in a bad mood, "Mr. London, there is one Miss Meyer outside who wants to cooperate with us on this project." "Shit, it's Joanna. This shameless woman. She wants to steal this project from us." Roseanne flared up directly.

Still, she could not break free. She had some training, but was nowhere near Noelle. Yet, she was defenseless against the two bodyguards. Laurence’s security team was the best of the best. With Laurence’s car gone, the two bodyguards released their grip on Roxy. Roxy spun around to slap the bodyguard, but the latter caught her hand before the blow could land. The bodyguard narrowed his eyes eerily. Not one to be sympathetic to girls or fear Roxy’s social standing, he wrenched her arm back, and Roxy shrieked in pain.

She needed a moment to process what Xander was saying. He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before continuing. "I was wrong to approach you the way I did. It was unfair and unprofessional. But, Jada, I genuinely believe we could achieve something incredible together if we put our differences aside. This project has the potential to benefit both our companies." Just as Jada's hesitation began to fade, her bodyguards interjected, asserting their protective presence. "Miss Hudson, we should leave now," one of them said firmly, stepping between Jada and Xander.

“Bodyguard.” Cassian blinked. Then laughed. “Oh, my father must be livid.” Rowan didn’t respond. He wasn’t here to laugh. He was here to protect something or someone that clearly didn’t want to be saved. Cassian dropped the ice and stood, eyes flicking over Rowan’s frame tall, built, black T-shirt stretched over muscle and discipline. “Not bad. At least they sent someone with arms this time.” “Try anything and I break your arm,” Rowan replied.

His single eyebrow slit looks hot, as well as his slicked-back hair. Will quickly looks down, where Tyler is still massaging his fingers. His eyes wander for a moment until they rest on some scars around Tyler's forearm and the palm of his hand. "Where did you get those?" he asks. "I'm a bodyguard," Tyler stops the water and helps wipe Will's hand, "I sacrifice my body for the protection of others," Will frowns, "Do you like the job?" Tyler hums, "It pays pretty well, and I met good people there,"