The Bodyguard Part 2 Novels & Stories

The other bodyguard is almost closed to me so, I rolled from left directions and kicked his left foot that made him kneeled and dropped the gun. I saw the other bodyguard in my peripheral vision holding a gun and it is pointed on me. I bend down and roll over to avoid his gun shot. I exactly stopped by in the bodyguard’s dead body that I killed a while ago. I grabbed his collar and stood up to make him my shield.

the bodyguard said when he opened the l**k "Let's go" The bodyguards led the group with their Pistols in their hands and they all carefully walked out of the burial ground * "Here" one of the bodyguards said when he saw Olivia's phone on the side of the road Jamie hurriedly walked to where the bodyguard with the phone was and took the phone off his hand. He wanted to be sure that it was Olivia's. It's screen was broken "It's hers, isn't it?" The bodyguard asked Jamie nodded and tried not to let the tears rolled down from his eyes but he couldn't hold it in. His fiancee and daughter were kidnapped in his presence.

For half a second, the world seemed to hold its breath. Then the bodyguard moved. Zayden didn’t hesitate. The second shot rang out sharp and precise. The bodyguard went down with a strangled shout, his knee exploding under the impact as he crashed to the floor, clutching his leg, pain ripping the control from his face. Zayden crossed the room in three steps, gun trained steadily on him. “Don’t,” Zayden said flatly, as the man’s hand twitched toward his weapon. The bodyguard froze, gasping, sweat already beading at his temples.

The second bodyguard sighed in his quite long breath. “Mmm… But before going away, I think it’s such a pity not to enjoy her body… Only Boss Leonard could enjoy her body, not us… Right now is our golden opportunity… What do you think?” The first bodyguard had stared at Wenny Kammal really hungrily. “Mmm… You’re right… Hurry up then… Let’s not waste the time anymore, Buddy…” The second bodyguard had also been really thirsty to touch and enjoy Wenny Kammal’s body. His thirst had asked to be quenched.

"Why are you avoiding talks about the bodyguard? I just told you how he was a pain in the ass but you don't just want to talk about him." "I don't have any business with the bodyguard. He is just a distraction and if he distracts you, you might not be able to achieve our plan. You need to focus on her and not him." He paused and just when I wanted to talk, he beat me to it and talked first.

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.

Sharren's smooth back was visible for a moment as the straps of her clothes fell off. "Let me go." Sharren struggled and pleaded then looked at Jack. Jack looked at the young woman in front of him, so pale as if lifeless. Sharren's eyes were so blank when they met Jack's. As if there was no zest for life that radiated from the glare of Sharren's two wispy beads. Her face was pale and her hair was not neatly arranged, making Sharren look so innocent. Unable to say anything, Jack just stared at the young woman who looked very pitiful. Just a moment ago, the bodyguard who used to guard Sharren came out of the room. The big man followed the nurse who had also gone to call the doctor. However, se

The new bodyguard hadn't done anything to protect her— she froze when she remembered that he had actually hit her phone out of her hands. Was he... was he with these people? And then she quickly shook her head, giving it a benefit of a doubt. He couldn't have been because she had not seen him here. But she remembered very well that he had indeed slammed the phone out of her hands when she was about to call for help. And she remembered his words perfectly. “There'll be no calling for daddy”, or something along those lines. She was certain now; her new bodyguard was an accomplice. If he was an accomplice, then there was a possibility this man... this helper of hers, that had known immediately

I shifted again in the leather chair, the cool seat doing nothing to ease the ache building low in my belly. The scene kept going. He flipped her over the desk, bent her at the waist, and took her from behind while she moaned into her own arm to stay quiet. Then he had her on her knees, cock down her throat, praising her in that rough, dirty voice for how well she took him. Multiple positions. Multiple orgasms. The bodyguard never got tired; he just kept using her, telling her exactly how tight she felt, how wet she was, how he was going to fill her up until she couldn’t walk straight.

I wished him that. Through all this distraction I forgot about my bodyguard’s eyes on me. They were still sticking onto my figure, following my every movement, no matter how small they were, he had everything in view. I sensed that his gaze maybe was even a bit too intense to be considered as normal for his position as “just” my bodyguard.