Romance Books About Bodyguards Novels & Stories

Moreover, her white dress' shoulder step had come loose falling to the side, exposing her milky silk skin, absolutely flawless from there his eyes traveled to her well-defined collar bones almost calling out to him to leave hickeys and down ways to her provocative cleavage. Beautiful, was all he could think. "Thank you!" She chimed jumping out of his arms to stand on her own feet. He was disappointed at the loss but nonetheless he came back to earth from his trance. "My duty ma'am. My name is Alexander Rossi, I am the new personal bodyguard assigned to you, I'll be staying with you 24/7 as per orders" he said with a stone face. "Oh cool! I'll call you Alex is that alright ?" She asked with a

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

he warned, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "No! I won't be quiet!" I stepped right up to him, poking him in the chest. "Isabella is the perfect wife for you, right? She’s elegant, she’s from the right family, and she doesn't have any messy secrets. She’s everything your world wants. And what am I? I’m just the bodyguard, right? The one who pretends to be a guy so I can protect you. The one you can just fuck on the side when you’re bored with being perfect!"

I immediately moved my hand away, my chest heaving with the exertion and the thrill of being in here, alone with him, away from all the titles and ranks that divided us. "I knew you would stop," he whispered, his voice low. It was the voice he used whenever he was alone with me, and hell, it confused me and gave me hope at the same time. He took a step forward. "Preparing for the ball?" I swallowed hard. "I am a bodyguard. The Alpha’s bodyguard. I am not to be concerned with finding romance." His eyes met mine. "I saw your eyes earlier. It twitched a little once my mate was mentioned. Would it be too much work to protect two people?"

Chelsea complained. "Rey? That's Rey. My bodyguard, the one I've been telling you about. He came out? I must have been so dumb to have fallen asleep again." Amelia stated, with her brows furrowed. "What? He is your bodyguard? That man? Girl, how do you cope with him?" "Don't say things like that. He is actually sweet." Amelia said, and her cheeks became red as she blushed. "Sweet? Wait..hold on. Don't tell me that is the bodyguard who deflowered you. The one you said calls you Princess." Chelsea inquired, with her eyes wide, hoping Amelia would say no.

She has never felt this comfortable with anyone, she couldn't hide the fact that she feels drawn to him. He stares at her beautiful face as she laughs wholeheartedly to his jokes, he felt the urge to kiss her, he couldn't help but think about her body pressed against his. "I'm in love with you" He whispered into her ear and those words sent shivers down her spine, it aroused her burning desires but, she can't do anything about how she feels about him. It felt so wrong to Emily especially the fact that he's much younger than her and he's her employee, her bodyguard.

Deep down Anton sensed there was something more to them than mere bodyguard – lady relationship. Thinking about it made him feel slightly upset. She was to be his wife, which means no men was supposed to be that close to her. He would ensure once she was weeded to him, he would get rid of that bodyguard and put her under his protection instead with his own army of guards. That way none of them could get that close to him.

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

Warm blood splattered across the side of my face, carrying that sharp, unsettling smell of iron. He'd been shot. But he didn't make a sound, and the arm around me didn't so much as tremble. At the same time, by the faint moonlight coming through the windows, I caught sight of Julian nearby out of the corner of my eye. The instant the shots rang out, this man, who'd once sworn to protect me with his life, the Ward family's former head bodyguard, had thrown himself, on pure instinct, straight toward Amber. He'd pinned her body beneath his, and even after a stray round grazed his arm, slowing him down further, he never once let go of her.

"Maybe I'm just a Roglas. That seems to be enough." "No." Rafael shifted to face her fully. "This isn't about your family name. I've dealt with the Roglases before. They're small-time, barely worth my attention. But tonight, I watched the Bratva, the Calabrians, and a private military contractor all try to grab you. That level of interest doesn't come from being a minor mafia princess." Cassandra's face had gone pale. "I don't understand." "Neither do I. Yet." The car pulled into an underground garage. Rafael's safe house, a renovated warehouse he used for situations exactly like this. Secure, private, impossible to find unless you knew where to look.