Special Bodyguard Novel Novels & Stories

She had Said. In response to her speech i had rolled my eyes , waving her words away. She surely wouldn't know how the people here behave because just like me she hadn't been out of Africa. Not even once but now that i stood in my little rented room that has been secured for me by Mr Thompson , staring at the duffel bag before me i began to start rethinking about Casey's words. The bag contained a mask, two note books and a flash drive. No wait, looking more closely i realized it wasn't a flash drive but a code wallet.

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

He leaned in doorways like sin incarnate and made comments designed to scrape beneath my skin. “I could die of boredom before the assassins find me,” he said at one point, sprawled in the kitchen doorway while I assembled something resembling dinner. “Or dehydration. You’re not exactly the nurturing type.” I set a glass of water in front of him harder than necessary. He smiled like I’d just proven his point. “You know, I used to think bodyguards were supposed to be stoic and silent, yes, but also maybe...charming. Protective. Swept up in the fantasy of it all. You’re very disappointing, Noah.”

“I brought it with me. It’s a blend of coffees from three continents.” “Uh, sure,” I replied. “Coffee would be great.” I took the mug and Victor’s note and went into the living room. I sat on the ripped couch and began to read. Sweetheart, The two gentlemen in the apartment with you are your new bodyguards. You can trust them. They work for the association and can’t be bribed or paid off. The mechanics cleared your car to be driven. It had a tracker hidden on it that wasn’t mine, and someone tampered with your gas line. It could have caused a fire after your engine heated up.

into her seat and handed her coat and bag. "Just stay here and watch." I kicked off my high heels and used two clean chopsticks from the table to secure my hair. I casually glanced at the group of bodyguards. "Are you planning to take me on one at a time, or all at once?" The bodyguards were momentarily taken aback by my boldness. Once they realized I was mocking them, they quickly closed in. Margaret Blackwood shouted, "If you take her out, I’ll reward each of you a million dollars!" She had wanted to get rid of me for a long time, especially after hearing from Isabella Blackwood that Dominic Blackwood seemed to have some feelings for me. She would rather have blood on her hands than let a

"Don't. We're surviving this. Both of us. Together." "But if we don't—" "Then I already know. I love you too. Now shut up and fight." He grinned. That reckless, beautiful grin that had made me fall for him. "Yes ma'am." We charged the elite guards together. The fight was brutal. These weren't regular soldiers. They were supernatural special forces. Trained specifically to handle threats like us. One caught my arm. Twisted. I felt bones crack. Ben was there instantly. Strike to the guard's throat. Gave me space to recover.

"What did you say?" "I walk out of the club with an obviously unwilling woman slung over my shoulder and these men don't think it's safe to stop me?" I could be anyone, for fucks sake. "What the fuck kind of place is this?" I shake my head in disbelief. "If these seedy kind of places are where you and your friend sneak out to at nights, then maybe you’re not the only one who needs a bodyguard.” I let her slide down to the ground, choosing to focus on fetching the car keys out of my pocket and not the way her body, soft in all the right places, feels sliding against mine.

Close enough to protect her… and love her, in the shadows. Richard emerged moments later, phone pressed to his ear. Without so much as a glance, he climbed into the backseat, motioning for Lauren to join him. She did, sliding into the seat beside her husband. Louis closed the door, circled the vehicle, and took the driver’s seat. The moment the engine hummed to life and they rolled onto the main road, Richard lowered his phone and leaned forward. “Louis,” he said firmly. “Yes, sir?” “You’re not just the driver anymore. From now on, you’re Lauren’s personal bodyguard. My father’s estate is... well, heavily monitored, but he has more enemies than friends. I don’t want her out of your sight. No

All black clothes, hard jaw, and darker eyes. “Oh. My. Fuck,” Gabriella half-whispers, half-gasps, clutching my arm like she’s about to faint. “Who is that?” “That’s Nico,” I say flatly, pretending not to be equally swooned. “My new personal bodyguard.” Gabriella looks at me like I’ve just said I own a castle. “You have a bodyguard now?” I nod. She glances back at him, jaw dropping slightly. “And why is he so freaking hot? Jesus Christ.”

(9). The Billionaire’s Bodyguard . By Pink-Butterfly . Chapter 9: I’m not gay and that’s final . "Miles please don't" Alanna whined trying to push a drunk Miles away. "It's a free lap dance though" He slurred. "No I don't want it! Go ahead and do it on Nikolai" Alanna pushed him onto his bodyguard.