Sweet Bodyguard Novels & Stories

"Haha. Maybe they only have sexy bodies but their appearances are not pretty." The bodyguards chuckled. "I don't think so. Look at their long legs. I can vaguely tell their faces look just as good as their bodies. Why don't we bet on it?" The suggestion caught Ruben's attention. "Haha. Sure. If they are really very beautiful like you said, I'll give you ten thousand middle-rank spiritual stones. But if you lose, you have to bark like a dog. Okay?" "No problem!" The bodyguard agreed with the bet without thinking twice. Then all of them flew up to the sky at a high speed to catch up with Severin.

She offered him something he can't reject, he needs a job and working for someone he loves would be a dream come true but he decided to turn her down, he doesn't want to look so easy. "I'm not interested, you can ask someone" He stood up and wanted to leave but She grabbed his hand. " I will pay you any amount you want, I just need you to be my bodyguard." She declared to him. She knows she was sounding so desperate but, she would do anything to keep him beside her, she wants to know more about him, she wants to know if he was sent by someone to ruin her. Tyler couldn't resist her, he has been job hunting for months and hasn't found one, he also wants to be beside her.

“You’re having an affair with Mason.” I nearly choked on my coffee. “I’m that obvious?” “Yeah, basically,” she said. “He’s your bodyguard, he’s hot, you two have always been friendly, and suddenly you’re happy, despite all this shit?” She shrugged. “Doesn’t take a genius to figure that out.” “Caralee, if you tell anyone, both of us could be killed.” “Relax,” she said. “I would never want to see my friends killed, or the guys they’re into.”

I looked up and saw Justin walking toward us with eight bodyguards in tow. The security guards holding me down got such a fright that they immediately let go of me and shied away to the sidelines. Selena initially fell to the floor in fear. However, when she saw that it was Justin, she quickly heaved a sigh of relief and shot me another gloating smile. Sandy, now bruised and battered with marks on her face, was shoved to the ground next to me by one of Justin's bodyguards. She looked like she was trying her best not to cry.

Who else would have let him in? I rolled my eyes and messaged my temples as I felt a headache coming on. “I don't care who you are but you need to get off my property before I have you arrested for trespassing.” He shrugged. “Go ahead, although it would be funny to arrest you own bodyguard.” At the mention of the word ‘bodyguard’, I spun on my heels and glared at Adam. “You knew about this?” Adam rolled his eyes and finally walked towards us. “Pardon his manners, he's still weaning off the meds. My name is Adam and this grouch here is Callum West, the one you'll be working with.”

“Really. Just a few scratches.” Her gaze flicked to Cole, taking in his imposing frame and the gun holstered discreetly at his side. “And this must be your new… assistant?” “Something like that,” I muttered. “Bodyguard,” Cole said simply, offering his hand. “Cole Maddox.” Julia hesitated, then shook it. “Well. You’ll have your hands full with this one.” “Already noticed,” he replied, deadpan. I groaned. “Fantastic. You two can bond over how impossible I am.”

Caleb raised both hands in defense, unfazed, a smirk creeping onto his lips as he peeked around me to stare at her again. “Is *this* your bodyguard?” he asked, eyebrows raised, as if he’d just discovered a hidden treasure. I hated the way he was looking at her. Like she was attractive. Like she was… desirable. I didn’t know why it bothered me. It *shouldn’t.* She was just a bodyguard. My employee. Someone beneath my attention. Someone who irritated me half the time. And yet… But Caleb didn’t stop. “Damn,” he muttered under his breath, “she’s beautiful.”

Isabella, for her part, had a handsome, tall, gentle bodyguard, Christian, who took over from her formal guard, Tony, who had gone for paternity leave and didn't return; rather, he was transferred to another section. "Don't you think he will make the best husband for me?" Isabella, sitting with her friend Emily, speaks. "My princess, do you mean Xavier?" Emily asked, not knowing whom the princess was referring to. "No, but my bodyguard. I am in love with him." She answered boldly. Emily could get surprised; she kept mute for a minute; her tongue seemed so heavy to roll words out from her mouth, but she had to talk.

Lady Beatrice said. Zendaya saw Rockefeller gently shaking his head. “I’m truly sorry. I’m afraid I can’t do that for you. That bodyguard’s status is rather unique. He’s someone from the American government, and his identity cannot be revealed. I’m bound by the principle of secrecy! However, if I get the chance, I’ll express your gratitude to him on your behalf,” Zendaya said. Beatrice seemed disappointed after hearing that. Mone immediately started laughing. “Beatrice, thank goodness Mask isn’t your brother-in-law. Otherwise, you’d be done for. Things could get messy if you actually fell in love with your brother-in-law.”

Given her dress and the presence of the other women inside, it is likely that the 40-year-old lady is an assistant, so I enquired of her. Just lower yourself before turning, Don ijo. I just followed the instructions and turned to go home after drinking some water when I was stopped. I now turned to face the man in front of me and said, "Identify yourself." Goodness gosh, my prince chariot, why isn't Mr. Wisconsin here? I hear you're Ms. Vee's new bodyguard, he questioned. My voice, a male, answered, "I am her new bodyguard, yes," and then, smirking, he put his left palm on my shoulder.