Triple Duty Bodyguards Novels & Stories

She wasn’t dreaming, Julian had finally come for her. “How did you get injured?” she asked him after she’d gain some sort of control over her own thundering heart. She lightly touched the cast as Julian continued to hold her close with his free hand. “Remember how I told you that I have another mission left ‘till I become CEO of the Turner Security?” Julian asked. Sia nodded, her face pressed to his chest. “That’s what kept me from you for so long: my last mission as one of the company’s bodyguards. But it turns out, there were a few Mafia thugs involved, hence the wounds and the broken arm.

“You’re sick.” Adrian smiled sadly. “No. I’m devoted. When I worked at Apex Veil, I saw how lonely you were. All that power, all that control, and no one who truly understood the weight you carried. I tried to get closer. I submitted proposals to improve your personal security. They called me unstable and fired me.” His expression darkened for a moment. “But I never stopped watching. I learned everything about you. Your four-hour sleep schedule. The way you prefer black coffee. How you touch your throat when you’re anxious. How you leave things Kane touches untouched for days.”

She had done her job of making them trust her well. "This won't repeat itself, so don't you worry. I've hired bodyguards, who'll be with you at all times. You were lucky to survive with the baby this time, but we're not so sure what would happen if this gets repeated." Ethan said, and my hands found my belly. I was glad my baby was safe. I could forget about the pain, and wounds, as long as nothing was wrong with the little one in me. ~ Immediately the triplets left to deal with urgent matters, a man and a woman in suits came in looking like robots. They bowed to me briefly, and took different positions at the window, and at the door.

"You're not calling Chad, are you?" Chad was Adam's hitman. He was a retired Navy SEAL with award-winning sharp shooting, tracking, and code-breaking skills. Adam called him whenever the police couldn't do their job right or he wasn't able to take care of something himself. "Relax." "Who are you calling?" "I'm getting you twenty bodyguards." "What?" Adam owned a security company that offered bodyguard services. All the bodyguards that worked for Adam were reserved and retired Marines. It's impressive how well his business does.

Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω Ω SCENE IN THE CLAN The clan was filled with guards and maids emerging to greet the Triple Three A.K.A The Trios who had just returned from their mission. They consistently succeeded in every mission, and there were three of them. They referred to themselves as the triple three. Their names were Anna, Riley, and Jordan. Anna continued to leap with joy at being back in her homebase. “Hey freaking peeps, what's uuupp”She yelled as she twirled in her multi-coloured boots.

Madfist was actually surprised that the young man fell for it so easily—were youths so gullible these days? He was simply unaware that Huub had made sure that every Droitner Inc. bodyguard must go to him right away should they find Frank. On top of that, the first one who did so would be rewarded handsomely, which was why this bodyguard was so anxious to meet Huub, even refusing to tell his colleagues.

Chapter 1: Teasing Guards Until They Snap I knew exactly what I was doing. My dad is one of the richest men in the city, and that means I never go anywhere without protection. Three big, mean-looking bodyguards follow me everywhere—Marcus, Jax, and Rico. They’re all ex-military, tall, muscular, and built like they could break a man in half without trying. Dad pays them a fortune to keep me safe. But tonight, I didn’t want to be safe. I wanted to be used.

Running in this kind of Terrain certainly wasn't difficult for people like them. When you decide to become a bodyguard. They are used to training their physical abilities by running and going up and down stairs. Not to mention lifting weights and other physical exercises. Running a half mile is a small thing. While several other bodyguards were seen taking turns walking briskly while carrying Tuan Young's body behind them. Luckily Mr Young has such loyal bodyguards. At least now he can be calmer when walking without other distractions. Even so, his body is no longer young and can still feel pain in his chest. Also, the pain in the knee joint is unavoidable. Now three of his running bodyguard

“Of course I do. You never let anyone forget.” Ethan watches, quiet. His presence is subtle but strong. I notice him watching me smile at Miriam. It makes something twist inside my chest. I push it down. Miriam bumps my shoulder lightly. “And Ethan here… you always travel with bodyguards now? Or is he your official grocery partner?” I freeze for a half-second. Ethan smirks faintly. Miriam notices it, raises an eyebrow. “He’s my… assistant,” I say quickly. “I mean, he helps with errands. That’s all.” He doesn’t contradict me. He just walks beside me, calm and steady.

The driver responded in a deep voice, “Okay.” Zayne closed his eyes with satisfaction. The driver in front of him was no ordinary person. Instead, he was an all-around bodyguard that Zayne had specially hired from abroad for his personal safety. This guy was an assassin who typically sought refuge in remote areas, but he would occasionally work as a bodyguard. He was almost capable of everything, and his ability to kill was even more unbeatable. Meanwhile, Zayne was a person who was on friendly terms with both the government and the underworld. He disliked fights and killings, but since his personal safety was being threatened this time, he couldn’t find a more reliable protector than the ma