Romans & histoires Protetor

Even injured, even slightly crooked from the bandaged shoulder, the man still carried himself like a king. “I just think you’re tired of running.” He hesitated. For Alessandro, hesitation was the equivalent of dropping to his knees in public. “You deserve a place where nobody has to look over their shoulder every time they breathe.” His voice lowered. “And the only way to keep them safe is here. In Italy. Under my protection.” His eyes locked onto mine. “Enzo had contacts everywhere. The States. Brazil. Argentina. Doesn’t matter where you run, Moretti. He found you in Hawaii. His people will find you again.”

She did not move. She stepped into my space instead, her chest nearly brushing mine. “Then let it jump,” she whispered, her eyes defiant. “I am not some fragile human you have to protect from yourself. I am a wolf of the Crescent line. If you want me out of your head, stop trying to push me into the shadows and start looking at me.” I was vibrating with the effort not to touch her. The proximity was suffocating. I could feel the heat coming off her, and I could see the way her pulse was jumping in the hollow of her throat. I wanted to ruin her. I wanted to protect her.

She asked him as this confused her more. “You’re correct, mate. A man with a huge body and green eyes in the mafia is my mafia bodyguard whose name is Amir. And as Connor is handling my business and is known as CEO to the world, he can’t roam around me every time. The other werewolf you saw today morning is the Gamma of the pack and his name is Linnaeus. He is the one who protects me as and took care of the werewolf matters. And, the one you saw with Amir when we were attacked in the McDonald’s is my bodyguard in the business world and his name is Hector. Though the media don’t know me as the CEO of the company Atlantica, some big businessmen knew me as I’m signing the deals secretly. So, th

'How dare you!" In the air, the Right Protector roared and raised his eyebrows. He did not look at the person on the jade platform who had just stopped him. This person was on the verge of collapse. The colorful lotus was just a protective magic weapon. The attacker's realm was "low". The other party had to rely on the protective magic weapon to block his attack. But because of this, the other party was seriously injured. The other party had exhausted all the strength to stand still.

Gemma and Jo looked at each other at the same time. “What?” asked Gemma. Nero looked around, apparently to confirm before he said. “There’s no The Arc here.” Gemma's and Jo’s eyes were both wide, and they automatically looked around. Gemma had been here a few times, and she was sure this place had The Arc. No matter how illegal a place was, there wasn’t a building in Elenio that didn’t have the Protective Mark, The Arc, usually at the entrance. The Arc protects a place from the Draconians, so it will not attack the people in it. To be fully protected by The Arc, the room must be fully enclosed.

he said slowly, locking Clara's eyes with his own, "now we have to see how it plays out." "Sir," Renata asked quietly, "might it be possible for you to send me?" "You're my chief of security. Your job is here." "My job is to protect your house. The Representative and her entire bodyguard contingent are here, so I doubt anyone will be insane enough to come after you. I'm a better tracker than anyone down there." "Lord Pritchard's men are nearby, and he has a number of weres that he has dedicated to my command. I'll send a team of them."

Rozralas reminded Lia. "Everyone knows that but why are we targeting Vlad and Hiro?" "Okay, I will tell you what I know." Rozralas uttered. "Do you know what a protector is?" "To protect someone or something, it's already in the name 'Protector' so what's new about it?" Lia demanded impatiently. "Yes, Vlad is a protector." "I don't understand, a protector to what?" "In ancient days there was only one protector who would protect whoever he or she was assigned to protect. Now you may not know but once the Equinox comes, the Millennium Wolf will be powerless and be in a state of a peaceful death until the Equinox is gone." Rozralas explained further.

I called as I knock on the door to gave him the hint that it was me, "Remi— I mean, Mr. Jeremiah told that you're looking for me." He did not answer but the door gradually swung open, "get inside, I want to give you something very important. Today might be a little hard for you, but Charlotte wanted you to be present in her party tonight so here," he offer a box in front of me, "wear it at least, I will also advise Jeremiah to stay by your side later." What is this? A necklace? "That is necklace protection, it can suppress your scent for the time being but the main purpose is to protect the glands here," he pointed the back of his neck for me to understand, "it will be a great trouble if som

“Mr de Carvalho wants some privacy with Ms Lopes. Why don’t you relax? Enjoy the party,’ the man said in a heavily accented voice, crossing his beefy arms. Palmer’s left eyelid twitched. His hands clenched by his sides. “What?! That’s my protectee in there. I have to make sure she’s protected.” The bodyguard smirked. “She’s in the most protected house in Angola. She’s alright.” His chest heaving, Palmer wished that he hadn’t told Mark to stay at the hotel and that he could look after her at a party enclosed in a militarized area. And now he had lost her.

"You're under my protection now, Lyra. No one will lay a finger on you without facing me first." Lyra's eyes searched mine, a mix of uncertainty and hope flickering within their depths. I held her gaze, my own filled with an unwavering promise of safety, like a shield forged in trust. Gradually, I felt her tension ease, her body leaning into mine as I encircled her with my arms, drawing her closer. The warmth of her form against me calmed the storm of emotions swirling within, and in that moment, I knew I would do anything to keep her safe.