Sexy Security Guard Novels & Stories

I turned it over to see something written on the other side. "She is beautiful, and she will be mine." Anger started to surge through me as the thought of someone else's hands on my mate. I quickly calmed my self down before I woke up Lacey by sensing my anger. "I want security at all times around Lacey when I am not around." I said to the security guard seriously. "Yes sir" He quickly said. "Thank you, you are dismissed." He bowed to me before turning and leaving. I looked at the clock seeing it was two in the morning and decided it was time to go to bed. I made my way back to our room Zeus (My Wolf)

I called out harshly. “Miss Jade.” He replied calmly, his expression not changing one bit. “What exactly is wrong with you?” I demanded, folding my arms tightly. “Are you secretly auditioning to become Xavier’s wife or something?” The second guard choked on his drink and I rolled my eyes. But at least it was a good thing that somebody here had normal reactions. “I am simply doing my job,” Miquel replied calmly. “Your job?” I repeated in disbelief. “Your job is security, not documenting my entire existence like some creepy diary entry.”

Not even when Adrien stared back. “Adrien’s heartbeat quickened faster, and uneven, though his face stayed unreadable. He hated being watched, especially like that.” “Who’s he?” Adrien muttered to Isabella. “He’s Damien Wolfe. Security’s pick after… the threats.” She said it flat, but her mouth tightened. “Ex-military. And he starts tomorrow.” Adrien’s jaw clenched. The anonymous emails, the cryptic voicemails, he had ignored them, and deleted them. He didn’t need a guard dog. “I don’t want him.”

“So tell me Mr. Sexy Bodyguard… is he single?” All eyes turned to Rio, who stood as still and silent as ever. His arms were crossed over his chest, jaw sharp, eyes unreadable. Two years and I’d never seen him with a woman. He never spoke about his personal life. Reed was the one who hired him to watch over me, since he was always out of town. I gave a small shrug. “I honestly don’t know. He’s really private.” Zara let out a low whistle. “With a face like that and a body that could make a nun blush, I refuse to believe he’s single. If he is, the world’s broken.”

I work as a security guard at a luxury residential complex. My daily routine is simple but demands attention to detail. I register visitors, patrol the grounds, help residents park or move items, and handle occasional emergencies. One morning, a man suddenly showed up at the security booth. He wore an expensive suit and a luxury watch—clearly one of the wealthy residents. He placed a paper bag full of cash on the table and said: “Could you do me a favor in the underground parking garage? Afterward, this money is yours.”

A familiar face in a sea of testosterone. "Welcome to Guard Dog Securities," Havel said jovially, reaching out to take Jozef's bag. "Guard Dog Securities?" Shaun asked, looking around. Havel grinned at her. "We do have some legitimate business interests." She laughed. "Such as?" "We provide security details to businessmen, politicians, royalty. We provide security for our club as well as others. Bank security. You name it, we're in on it." Shaun chewed on her lip, but finally said what was on her mind. "You aren't casing the banks are you? For future heists?"

And to get in, they have to at least go through the secretariat. Keelin was caught by Layla's assistant secretary with Valor, she was a bit embarrassed but didn't intend to explain because she needed to see Lars first. Keelin and Valor were sitting in the guest lounge, the assistant secretary had just brought water for the two of them when Lars appeared. Just as Keelin opened his mouth, Valor spoke first: "The security at your place is really bad, I brought her up to this floor only then your people find out" The security guard stood at the door and cried without tears, he always opened his eyes wide and observed the passages but did not detect any abnormalities. How does he know how the two

This time, he chose to use swift kicks rather than his hands, leaving the security guards incapacitated on the ground. "Beckett Group's security guards are weak. Jasper might be in danger, hiring individuals like them for protection." Sean smirked, dusting off his clothes and stretching his neck as if he had relaxed his muscles. "Sean, let's go," Jonah said, striding forward as if nothing had happened. At this moment, Xavier rushed out upon hearing the news, once again trying to block their way.

I said and hung up. A few minutes later, they pulled into a beautiful and unfamiliar subdivision. A security guard was on the premises. Once they were through the gate and no longer in view. I pulled up, and a handsome lite-skin security guard with curly hair and a tribal band tattoo on his right arm stopped me at the gate. “How can I help you, officer?” He said in his deep voice. He was a sexy motherfucker. “I’m here answering a call about a potential domestic violence situation.”