Protect Him At All Costs Novels & Stories

She had never seen him bear the weight of endangering someone he loved. “So your solution is to keep him closer?” she asked, her voice softening with dawning horror. “To make the target bigger?” “My solution,” Anton said, walking back to his desk, his gaze intense, “is to be the fortress. If he is in danger because of me, then the only way to mitigate that danger is to make the place where he stands the most heavily defended ground on earth. To know every threat, to anticipate every move, to control the battlefield so completely that any shot aimed at him has to go through me first.” He leaned forward, his hands flat on the polished wood. “Sending him away doesn’t protect him. It just means

He whispered softly and I nodded. “I know but… It still breaks my heart… I… I can’t imagine the type of pain he went through, he’s a strong boy and he needs all the protection and love he can get.” I replied and he nodded. “I’ll double the protection and watch out now… No one is going to mess with my son again… He’ll be fine very soon…” “He’ll be fine… We’ll all be fine, it’s only a matter of time. I promise to protect everybody, including this pack.” He vowed and I sniffed, trying to stop the tears while his large palms kept soothing out my pain.

"Your shields—when the wraith attacks, you maintain them no matter what. Even if we're in trouble, even if it looks like we need help, you hold position and keep yourself protected." "That's not the plan—" "It's the plan now." His voice is hard, commanding. "You hold your position. You protect yourself first." "Garrett, if someone is in danger—" "Then they retreat and regroup. But you don't drop your shields for anyone. Do you understand me?" There's something desperate in his voice. Almost pleading. "Promise me, Iris. Promise you won't compromise your safety for anyone else." I stare at him, trying to understand this sudden intensity. "What's gotten into you?"

“Do you really not need my help in this case? She might hurt you. If I appear, she won't dare to hit you." Saint looked at Celine with cold eyes mixed with worry, he didn't know why he was protecting Celine in this case, and he also didn't know why he was worried about Celine, but he knew that he was extremely unhappy when he saw any injuries on Celine's face. However, Celine did not feel the strangeness in Saint's words. She smiled and said to Saint.

"But because I am trying to protect you my love. I do not wish anything to cause you harm, nor for anything to threaten your life. You are my gift, my constellation, my gorgeous bride. It frightens me, the very thought of loosing you" He finishes up my bandages, picking my hands he begins to press kisses all over my bandages. "Please believe me my love. The truth will hurt you, put your life at risk and I love you too much to let it happen" he caresses my hand, eyes casted low like he was not worthy enough to gaze into my eyes. I cup his cheeks with my bandages clad palms, giving him a pointed look "What are you protecting me from?" He stops, his eyes scanning mine, the wheels in his brain t

Natasha tried to look away, but his closeness made it impossible. His breath brushed her lips. His eyes held hers with a kind of certainty that almost hurt. “You are still Natasha to me,” he said, his voice steady. “To me, and to everyone who truly knows you.” Her lips trembled. She hated that. Aaron saw it. His gaze softened even more. “And I promise you,” he continued, “I will protect you from those evil people. I don’t care how powerful they are, how many walls they hide behind, or how long they have been planning this. They will not take you from me.”

“You know, I love Zara more than I even love myself, and I’ll never hurt her. If push comes to shove, I could even lay down my life for her.” I turned to look at him. He continued, “I know you’re worried about her. That’s why you came to ask about the SUV. And I’m glad she has someone else who cares deeply about her.” He took a deep breath. “I may not be here for long, and I need to make sure she’ll always be protected.” He looked directly into my eyes. “Please promise me that you’ll always take care of her. Promise me that you’ll always protect her.” “I...” I scratched the back of my neck.

I couldn’t let him get in trouble because of me. “Maybe,” he agreed, putting his hands on his hips. “But if I let you go by yourself, and something happened to you, I’d never forgive myself. Besides, I can protect you. I am a Guardian now.” I couldn’t help but smile at him. He was being so sweet, offering to help me, to make sure I got there safely. “But what about the team?” “Hey, if you can talk your way out of this, so can I. Besides, they can’t get rid of me completely—nothing can kill me, remember?”

But as he stood there, his anger slowly shifted into a profound protectiveness over Stacy being subjected to such indignity. He had given her his personal word that he was going to look after her, and he refused to let her believe even for a second that he was going to go back on his promise. He would protect her with everything he possessed, exactly as she had courageously protected his precious children with her very life.

“One that’s very hard to pick. I’ll make it lucrative for anyone who chooses not to try.” He was relentless. It was one of the things I hated most about him. It was one of the things that made him useful. “And if I say no?” I asked. “Then I invest somewhere else,” he said. “And Dominion keeps inching into the vacuum. I’ll still fight them. It’ll just be… messier. Less aligned.” I stood, the chair scraping. He watched me circle the desk, stalk toward the window like I could outrun the decision. “You and Niko,” I said. “You both want to keep me safe. He does it by trying to wrap me in body armor and rootkits. You do it by trying to wrap me in contracts and capital.”