The Bodyguard Part 2 Novels & Stories

Being her former bodyguard meant I still had the code. I typed it in: 210493. His birthday. Disgust rose in my throat. The fact that this place still had his prints all over it… If I had the right, I’d erase him from her life completely. Door clicked open. I stepped in, blood still boiling, when I heard the soft click of heels. Then I saw her. And everything else faded. She stood by the stairs… Wearing the gown I picked. Deep emerald green, draped across one shoulder, hugging every curve like a second skin.

"I'm going to freeze her. Is there something wrong?" "You're insane! You're not going to do that. I'm going to call your Dad, right now!" The old woman quickly gets her phone but before she could dial the number... Bang! "Ahh!" the old woman screamed as her hand being shot. Her Bodyguard quickly pulled their guns but before they could take the shots... Bang! Bang! Five bodies fell in the floor as Bogart and Mando shot all the Bodyguards of old woman. The Priest was about to run when Bogart hit his back with the chair that made him unconscious.

She thinks about resisting, but with the job at stake she lets it happen, much to her regret as the bodyguard apparently was suped up with some bio mod or inner exosuit as it felt like being hit by a truck. “Hands on the car” she immediately complies as he checks her for weapons. “Armed” the bodyguard says as he flashes Sol’s .45 to the client. Sol, gets a closer look at the lady under the floating umbrella, she was short haired, brown skinned and had considerably less external implants than the one she contacted.

“What was I supposed to do? I am not her mother! And look: She is safe!” Paul’s hand shook furiously. “You are the worst!” he exclaimed. Then he pulled the trigger. The bodyguard fell backward, and Michelle slipped out of his arms and onto the floor. The sound of the gun’s blast was deafening, and Crystal was shocked by the sight of the bodyguard. He had a hole in his forehead, and blood was pooling around his head. Eric walked over, embraced Crystal, and covered her eyes with his hand. “Hey,” he said. “Don’t look.”

(Take your filthy hands off her this second) The once market-like scenario suddenly went as quiet as the graveyard. I turned to see Lucas or should I say my bodyguard, walking with such grace and attitude as of a god. Instantly I saw what Whitney Houston saw in Kevin Costner in the movie Bodyguard. Who clicked slow motion in the remote control? I could see fear, dread, and respect in the eyes of the other men present. The jerk that almost got me pissed off, seems to have suddenly disappeared and scarlet had her face down the entire time.

I told her and her mouth dropped open. “Bodyguard? Him? He doesn't look like a freaking bodyguard and why do you need a bodyguard in the first place?” She asked and before I could reply, from the corner of my eye I saw Sophia storming towards us. “What is this man doing here?” She screeched and everyone went silent. Immediately, Jaxon stood in front of me, shielding me from Sophia as he stared down at her with an intimidating Aura. “How… How did you get out of jail?” She asked, clearly flustered by him.

The worst part was just beginning. Leo slowly made his way towards the back of the auditorium where he had spotted his mother’s bodyguard in a heated conversation with another man who almost had the same features as Julian. The only difference between the two was their height. Julian towered over the other guy for about a good foot or so.

He trailed me off. “Of course, you know it. Guess hard, what I’m planning to do next?” He again leaned closer to my mouth, evil intentions glinting away. “I’m planning for a second round, and this time with two puppets on my…” A sudden thud on his head silenced him as one of the bodyguards hit him. I gasped and flinched back, letting him fall beside the corpse. “Let’s go before he wakes up," One of the bodyguards rattled out.

"Hey baby girl, I promise to make you feel good and give you lots of money. Let—” Disgust tore through me. Before I could slap his hand away—CRACK! A scream split through the music. The man dropped to the ground, his wrist bent at an unnatural angle, shrieking in agony. “Arrgghhhh!!!!!” Everyone nearby froze, turning toward the commotion. That’s when I saw him. The bodyguard. He was huge, dressed in a black suit, dark glasses, bald head gleaming under the red lights. He didn’t even glance at the man he’d just destroyed. His face was blank. Cold.

The bodyguard only assumed that the man was a family member of an elder of the Doom Race. With a bright smile, James said, “Open the Soul Pagoda. I want to have a look inside.” “Get lost…” The bodyguard spoke up. However, James moved at this moment. Once his body moved, the entrance of the Soul Pagoda opened. Meanwhile, the bodyguards guarding the Soul Pagoda fell to the ground, lifeless. Among the bodyguards, only the leader was alive. “You…” The expression of the bodyguard changed. He immediately signaled for help.