The Movie My Bodyguard 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.

Like this is all just a fun adventure and not a kidnapping situation. Then he turns to the bodyguard and says, "Isn't it embarrassing to fight someone who's not your size?" He cracks his neck. "Come at me." And then they start fighting. It's like something out of an action movie. The bodyguard throws a punch. Ace dodges. Ace throws a punch. It connects. While they're fighting, Treasure runs toward me. Mike tries to get in her way. Big mistake. Treasure pulls her arm back and punches Mike square in the face.

"And why the hell did it take you so long to get here? What if she had a gun?" They didn't say anything in response, and she turned to me with a smile. She looked even more beautiful as she smiled, and I instantly felt drawn to her warmth. She was slightly shorter than me, but she seemed like she had twice the energy as she hopped from one foot to the other. "Thanks for the heads up," she said. "But you don't need to worry. It's just Carlos and Hector. They're my bodyguards." "Bodyguards?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. "Is that really necessary? Are you like a famous actress or something?"

He poured himself a glass of red wine with a steady hand—releaxed oblivious to Katerina fury. ​"You are a Romano," he said, his voice low, with a terrifying rumble. "And until you learn that your casual life in university is a threat on your back, you will have a personal bodyguard. The last one was a failure because he was ridiculously soft and polite. This one... this one is strict and different" ​"I don't want ‘different'!....I don't want any of this, I just want to be left alone!" Katerina spun toward the tall glassed windows.

I was confused, I didn't find a word to say. "Right?" He demanded harshly. "Not at all" I denied. "Hmm I see," he said. Looking around, Lucas scans the space and saw a guy standing behind. The guy standing was actually my bodyguard. "A secretary with a bodyguard?" Lucas remarks with a disparaging smile on his lips. "My boss assigned the bodyguard as my personal security" I lied. "Seriously?" Lucas narrowed his eyes looking at me. "Yes" I replied. "Good and fine!" He said with a smirk.

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

“My bodyguard “ The word tasted funny on my tongue. Because I just called the man I crave for his touch day in and day out my bodyguard. He didn’t respond and for a moment I thought he didn’t hear. Then “You're what “ “ My bodyguard. His name is Killian” “ Why the hell do you need a bodyguard? Thought you said you left home because you said you wanted to be free and live a simple life.” I picked on my red nails “ It's a long story, Jordan. I’ll explain when we meet.” “ Where are you? Are you safe? What exactly is going on” the questions kept coming in. “I am ok. Just send me an address of a discreet place in town, let's meet” I said. Yes, I know it is risky to go out but I just couldn’t sit

Then he reached back and helped Myla out leaving his hands on her waist possessively. The camera flashes went crazy. “Isn't that the bodyguard in that leaked picture?” someone shouted. Beck smirked unapologetically to the cameras, then fixed her hair. Myla smiled, hitting his arms lightly. "You like drama." The reporters shouted questions: “Mrs. Oakley, are the rumors true?” “Myla, is that your bodyguard or—” Their shouts were cut short when Hayden stepped out in clutches instead of the wheelchair they were used to.

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.”

"Deal." "And one more thing." His voice was firm. "We hire a bodyguard specifically for you. Someone who stays with you at all times when I'm not there." I wanted to argue but saw the fear in his eyes. "Okay," I agreed. The next day, Alexander introduced me to my new bodyguard. Her name was Maya. Mid-thirties, former military, trained in multiple forms of combat. "I'll be your shadow," she said bluntly. "I go where you go. I see what you see. It'll be annoying at first, but you'll get used to me."