Project X Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Next, I felt Big Kai holding my hand, sending shivers down my spine as I stared at our hands and then at him. He is looking at Chris blankly. "This ma queen," he said, without looking away from him. His eyes moved to me. "That's your new bodyguard. Chris Gerald." I furrowed my brows slightly. Bodyguard? His eyes moved back to Chris. "You finna protect her with your life." "That's ma job, boss." "One scratch and you get double." Big Kai threatened, making my heart drop. "I ain't fucking playin'." "Yes, boss. You ain't got nothing to worry about. She'll be safe." Chris said eagerly.

Tyson walked into the hanger, “I’m sorry about your girl,” “Yeah.” “Who’s the guy with the note and what does it mean?” “He wanted me to know he took her.” “Who’s the bodyguard?” “I am. I’m her bodyguard.” Tyson sighed, “Bodyguard? I thought you said that was your girlfriend.” “She is. But I’m also her bodyguard. I thought she would be safe down here. That’s why we’re here.” “I’m not understanding. Why does she need a bodyguard? Who the hell is she?”

The flight attendant asked, chuckling softly. “Teavana Tea,” I replied, biting into the cheese. After placing the cup on the table, she rolled the trolley away, and I focused back on the laptop screen. “Atlas Sharpe’s bodyguard recently died in a tragic accident. He is in search of a new guard, and your task is to get the position.” I said out loud, feeling annoyed. 'I'm not a babysitter, I'm an assassin, why would the organization want me to protect some rich jerk.' I thought, pressing my fingers against my lips.

she began, lacing her fingers atop the table. Asher wondered why she had gone through the trouble of doing research about his team. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe she just wanted to know more about the person who was going to be her bodyguard. He sat up straighter and nodded. “We’ve had a few interesting cases.” he said. “Ha! Interesting? If I recall correctly, last year one you and one of your fellow bodyguards was instrumental in bringing down an underground drug-running organization that the police had no idea existed.” Kimberly said.

Odette clenched her jaw at the feeling. Suddenly, a sound of laughter came from Julian's mouth. He looked at Sharlynn and Richie in turn with a look of contempt. "Apparently the shares are paid for with the body. No wonder you're so crazy about this guy. It looks like you're really enjoying the bodyguard's body." Julian continued to insult Richie, trying to provoke the man's emotions. Sharlynn, not having any of it, almost raised her hand to slap the man in the mouth. "We don't have to waste time on human garbage like this," Richie interrupted. He made Julian and Odette stare at him. "Maybe they want to see their hot game scene. Don't worry, we'll send them the footage later."

“When we breach the security and someone has to pose as the daughter's bodyguard, I don't want that Nathan to do it.” “Angelo said that Nathan is one of his best soldiers.” Hunter pointed out. “I don't care what Angelo says. Like you said, we need this to be professional, so I want you to do it. You'll be the bodyguard.” This was Hunter's idea, but he had no idea that he'd have to physically get involved. I mean, he was the underboss, shouldn't someone lower ranking get such an assignment? “You have a problem with that?” Hector asked Hunter because he was quiet.

**** Body….what? I was confused. "Miss Gem….sorry I'm late…did anyone bully you?" He asked. Everyone was shocked….how could a handsome man who was fit to be a model or an idol be standing here as a bodyguard. "Uhmm…. uhmm…. I… uh." I didn’t know what to say….I mean a bodyguard came out of nowhere. "Let’s go, Miss." He said and dragged me with him. He pushed me in a flashy car and drove a few distances before he stopped and handed me a file.

I should be but I wasn’t. Yeah, it was my first day at work as the personal bodyguard to the famous New York’s most handsome young CEO. As the elevator moved, I braced myself up to face my soon to be boss who was none other than Ryan Robin Anderson. He was popularly called RRA. Classic, huh? I stepped out of the elevation as it stopped. “Hi,” I looked up to see a middle aged man. “You must be the new bodyguard.” He said. I nodded with a smile.

The bodyguards didn’t assault these two reporters, who were merely there to cause trouble. To be honest, there was a higher possibility that Marlowe was behind all these. If so, I couldn’t compromise even a little bit. “Mr. Carter, I heard that you are planning to withdraw from the Green Bay Project. Did the funding run out? If there is any issue, you must inform us timely manner.” “No, how is that possible? The Green Bay project is processing smoothly. The workers are mostly in place, and the construction can begin soon.” I intentionally showed a skeptical expression.