The Bodyguard Series Novels & Stories

Tyson walked into the hanger, “I’m sorry about your girl,” “Yeah.” “Who’s the guy with the note and what does it mean?” “He wanted me to know he took her.” “Who’s the bodyguard?” “I am. I’m her bodyguard.” Tyson sighed, “Bodyguard? I thought you said that was your girlfriend.” “She is. But I’m also her bodyguard. I thought she would be safe down here. That’s why we’re here.” “I’m not understanding. Why does she need a bodyguard? Who the hell is she?”

“No, probably not. I’m just worried about you, that’s all.” “I’ll be fine,” Ella assured him. “Besides, you’ll be in the club, too, right?” Charles nodded. “If I need you, I know you’ll be there.” “Ready to sweep you away The Bodyguard style,” he said, referencing an old movie Ella had only seen once but one he seemed to like. He mentioned it frequently enough. It made sense that a security guard would like a movie about a bodyguard--unless it wasn’t done well. “Thanks,” she said with a smile, thinking of Kevin Costner carrying Whitney Houston out of a dangerous crowd of fans.

The vehicle screeched to a stop, the driver and guard beside me springing into action, guns drawn and ready. Another shot rang out. Instinct took over. I reached for the handgun tucked into my jacket, my fingers trembling as I pushed open the door and crouched behind it for cover. Peering over the edge of the door, I tried to get a glimpse of our attackers. Before I could process what I was seeing, a body collapsed behind me. My breath hitched, stifling a scream when I realized it was one of our bodyguards. “We…we got him out of here..thanks.. to you, ” he rasped, blood staining his lips. His body went still, his lifeless eyes staring at me as tears streamed down my face.

That's something at least. I erased tonight's footage from the computer and the cloud and switched the cameras off. Exiting the office, I closed the door and moved towards the entrance. It was left open still. Agent Michael held the distraction I tucked my hand in my pocket and walked briskly 64.0% 17:07 N10,000 to #100,000 Get an instant loan up to... Apply nowThe Billionaire's Bodyguard away. I saw him in the car with the owner as he tried to hold him back, passing him a wink, he heaved a large sigh then straightened his back.

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

The two Bodyguard turn back immediately on hearing the gun shoot but it was too late for them as well as she shoot them by the hands And gripped hold of her clothes then run away. With his running shattering Palm which was bringing out lots of blood,he use his other hands to pick his phone as he raise an alarm before passing out. *****

So, the current bodyguards protecting Keelin are still normal humans and are managed by Finn. Although Lars used the fastest speed, by the time he arrived, the battle was over. In front of Bat Wing's Coffee is a mess, the outdoor table area is completely destroyed, the corpses of the black shirt guys are scattered on the ground and the bodyguards are cleaning them up. Seeing Lars, a bodyguard came over, this person was the captain of the bodyguards, Jack "Mr. Ramos!” "Where is she?" Lars didn't care about anything around, he only cared about Keelin.

He said something to the bodyguard and somehow lured him to their car. Then, when the bodyguard started to try peeking through the window, Frank knocked him unconscious with the side of his palm and shoved him into the backseat while no one was watching. Madfist raised a brow. "And this man is…?" Frank shrugged. "A Droitner Inc. bodyguard. He should know where Huub Droitner lives, and Huub should be keeping his hostages there or nearby." "But what if they're not there?" Madfist asked, skeptical.

The bodyguard said in his defense. “Her breasts are her clothes?” Noah asked and he let her go immediately and she ran towards me and I held her. “I am sorry sir, I was just...” “Bang!” The loud sound cut off the words of the words of the perverted bodyguard. I looked at Noah and saw that there was a gun in Noah's hand and it shot the leg of the perverted bodyguard who fell down and yelled in pain. “Ah!" The perverted bodyguard cried out, as the bodyguard laid on the floor withering in pain and I covered my mouth with her hands and took an involuntary step backwards as the other scientists looked away and didn't react,as if it was a normal thing.

I hissed. “Oh but we can.” Gabriel grinned. I turned to Gatsby, waiting for her to tell me this is a fucking dream and I need to wake up. But she just shook her head and looked the other way. Fuck. This is as real as my depression. “We've already hired your bodyguard.” Gabriel added, replacing his grin with his usual unreadable look. “He's an Ex-Navy SEAL, has top-notch recommendations, and is experienced with guarding high-profile personalities. He’s a sought-after professional and the perfect fit for this job.”