Novel & Cerita Romance Novels With Bodyguards

Roman stared at her hand locked on his wrist, the warmth from her palm seeping right into his own skin as he trailed behind her quietly. Looking at the two of them, they resembled an annoyed owner pulling her naughty puppy behind her. She stopped when they were far enough from where Carl and Roman's driver stood, her eyes looking fierce as she glared at Roman. "Why did you agree with Ryan to assign a bodyguard to escort me? I never asked for a bodyguard." Alana's blood was obviously boiling from the way she spoke. Roman's gaze remained lazy, meeting her hard glare. "You didn't have to ask, you needed one, especially if you're in a relationship with someone like me," he said, the last part in

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. The words painted vivid pictures. Bodies intertwined. Hands exploring. Mouths tasting. The heroine being taken against a wall by her bodyguard, his hand over her mouth to keep her quiet. I shifted in my chair, my thighs pressing together. The scene was detailed. Explicit. The kind that left nothing to the imagination. The bodyguard character was dominant. Possessive. He told the heroine exactly what he wanted to do to her, how he wanted to take her, in language that was crude and raw and incredibly arousing.

"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.

A lady stepped out of the room. “What’s going on here?” Her eyes widened at the sight of two grown men sprawled on the floor. “Hello, my name’s Enzo; I’m the CEO’s new bodyguard.” I extended my hand for a handshake, introducing myself calmly to the frightened dark-haired lady.

"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.

He wants to inhale his scent, hear his moans and love his body for the rest of his life. Grayson kisses his neck and slows his movements down this time. Kian calms down, and the bodyguard finds himself falling for his quiet sighs. He takes his left hand and places a kiss on his tattoo. It doesn't matter if he got it after he joined the gang because Grayson is going to love this part of him as well. Grayson leans closer to kiss his closed eye and whispers in his ear, "I love you," Kian's heart threatens to explode at the sound of the three forbidden wonders. He slowly turns around, his back against the mattress, and he looks at Grayson with surprise. The bodyguard looks heavenly hot with his

I noticed, this wasn't a suggestion, it was already decided; by him. “Oh and you're officially taken, understand?” My eyes widen but sparkle at his comment. “But we won't tell anyone, will we?” I asked as I thought of the consequences if someone would find out that we are dating. “Sadly we can't yet, but if some boy touches you, you will say that you have a bodyguard with a gun as your boyfriend, alright?” “Sure then.” I nodded shyly. “Bye Rose, see you later baby.” He stepped forward, kissed my lips softly and walked to my door until he disappeared behind it.

The bodyguard immediately approached. "Do you like this?" Katty asked, pointing at her chest. The bodyguard nodded. "Give me your hand," said Katty. The guard gave her his hand. Katty took the bodyguard's hand and then put it on her chest. The guard seemed unable to hold himself anymore. Spontaneously, he looked down and then swept the two small hills on Katty's chest with his tongue. Katty stretched and groaned, enjoying the sensation of the bodyguard's tongue playing. Occasionally she groaned when the guard bit lightly on her nipple. Her breath was gasping. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The guard immediately stopped his activities. Katty immediately got up and pushed the bodygua

She also wanted to smack herself in the head for lusting after a man who was supposed to be her bodyguard and nothing more. Cool it, woman. This isn't a romance, it's a business arrangement. Any minute now he'd be walking in the door. Would he like the furniture she'd bought? Think the house was pleasant and welcoming? Ohmigod! This guy is my bodyguard, not my lover. But the little devil on her shoulder whispered, "Oh, no?"

I tried to jerk my hand away from Noah’s grip but he wasn’t letting go. “Well?” Miss Aurora looked away from me at Noah and her jaw practically dropped and she turned a bright red. “A-and who are you?” “Noah Carr. She’s my ward and I’m her bodyguard.” “O-oh, I – I see…” I rolled my eyes at Miss Aurora. She was blushing so much she could barely speak and I don’t blame her. Noah was as annoying as he was handsome. His hazel blue eyes held so much beauty in them and the shiny raven black hair framing his strong cheekbones and strong jawline added to his beauty. It’s a werewolf thing. Too bad he’s an annoying prick.