Protective Novels & Stories

Sia took her time admiring Julian. His black hair was still wet from his shower, and his bare arms showed powerful muscles.He was wearing a black shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark blue jeans with white and blue sneakers. Blue would’ve matched his eyes better, Sia thought to herself before she remembered that he was her new bodyguard, not her client.

I say. " I will. I'm sorry if she upset you. I know that this is weird, Asher asked me to look out for you when you got here, which I did, but we went a little further than that. Even though everything is different now, I still feel very protective of you. It's weird, I know." He says. " It's not weird. It's protective in a different way. Because I feel it too. But it's more of a brother and sister thing then anything else." I say.

He ushered Scarlett back inside and closed the door behind them, keeping his grip on her arm until they were safely in her living room once more. "Something doesn't feel right about this," Romero muttered under his breath as he fished out his gun from its holster at the small of his back. "Take cover." He gently pushed Scarlett towards the sofa before slipping into a defensive position by one of the windows facing their street. Scarlett watched with bated breath as Romero peeked through a small opening in between two blinds to try and catch sight of whoever was in that unfamiliar vehicle outside. Suddenly she heard him curse under his breath before running over to join her behind another pie

She flinches, eyes snapping to mine, glassy and lost. "This is me doing my job," I tell her firmly. "I can’t have you passing out on me. This is protecting you. Nothing personal. Understood?" A slow nod. “Good. Now take a deep breath.” I don’t touch her. I don’t close the space between us. But I watch her intently as she shuts her eyes and draws in a shaky breath, her chest rising, then falling. "Good girl," I murmur. "Just like that. Another one. In slow, then out."

I asked him as calmly as possible, and I was very surprised with how level it sounded. My words seemed to have a slight impact on him, but he was still holding fast to his position. That was okay because I was just as stubborn, if not more stubborn, as he was. “Did you not consider that there’s a reason why I feel the need to be there beyond the fact that I worry about you getting hurt? Did you consider that I understand the implications of me going? You probably also didn’t consider the fact that I would want to protect our pup and ensure that she remained safe. This bodysuit is the same type that Elle had worn during our battle. There’s extra protection over the abdomen. On top of that, I’

Because protection is one thing. But this? This feels dangerously close to control.

"D o ... n o t... b e... s c a r e d. I ... m a y... n o t... b e... a l l o w e d... t o... i n t e r f e r e... i n... y o u r... l i f e... b u t.. I ...w i l l... p r o t e c t... y o u... u n t i l... y o u r... P r o t e c t o r... c o m e s..." "My protector...?"

I mutter “but I do not have time for that. That is why I need you to do something." He looked at me with interest but stayed quiet. "Aria will clearly be here for a while until I figure out what I am supposed to protect her from. Only a select few are aware that she is here. Carlos and Victor will be in charge of her security and Imelda and Aida will take care of the house as usual." "Alright boss. What do you need me to do?" "I need you to take care of her old life so no one goes looking for her. We do not need the hassle or the attention”

Jillie I sat in the front row with Jarren and about fifteen guards surrounding us. It was the first time we’d ever had to have protection around us, other than our royal wedding. Well, it was the first time that I could actually see them. Jarren informed me that they were there every time we went out or I went out without him and other people around. It was cold in the building, and even with all of the people surrounding me, it was still freezing, probably because their body temperatures were in the fifties.

Something simpler. Human. Protective.