Triple Duty Bodyguards Novels & Stories

I just laugh ' what about the bodyguards I suggested'dad said but I shook my head ' I don't want those bodyguards, they are useless to me' I said and pull brenda along as I walk up the stair. GEORGE POV I called my men together. I have been training them in crime. I registered as security company. My boys do both security job and crimes like hired assassin and robbery..I trained some of them and send them to school to learn up to the university. Nobody suspect me.

She looked for her best friend in her pink princess bedroom and she found her behind those boxes sticking some sort of notes on each paper bag. “Hey girl!” Trina said, greeting her best friend with a hug. “You know, I will never get used to these creepy bodyguards. They give me goosebumps every time,” she stated. Bridgette hugged her back and sighed. “I know. I hate seeing them here too. I feel like I’m in some sort of prison.” Trina began helping Bridgette pack. She starts with arranging the scattered school supplies by item. “Why do you have bodyguards anyway? Dad is also a businessman, but he never needed one. He only has his trusted driver, Chester.”

“You work here too?” “Yeah.” He’d jammed his fists into his jeans pockets. Fuck, his hand was tingling from even that minute contact with her soft skin. “I bounce.” “Curtis is one of your personal bodyguards,” Aidan had explained smoothly, knowing full well that conversation wasn’t Curtis’ strong suit. “His job is to watch your back, keep you safe.” Tessa had nodded, gazing up at him, taking in his broad shoulders and rippling arm muscles. “I can see that.”

Less than a week after his wounds had closed, I threw him straight into the Ward family's training program for the Guard. Julian had grown up inside the Ward household from childhood, working his way through the training step by step, and it had taken him a full three years to pass the final test to become Head of the Guard. Ryder did it in half a month. He was like a killing machine that never tired and never felt pain, devouring every skill that could help him kill or keep himself alive. Hand-to-hand combat, firearms, counter-surveillance, off-road survival, he clawed his way through mud and blood.

He said the last line with a bitter tone in his voice. I huffed, “Oh please! As if you care! For all I know you are waiting for something to happen to me so you can feel less guilty about being a terrible father.” His eyes shone with something I couldn't place. Was he hurt? Not possible! “Effective immediately you will be assigned a new bodyguard.” All traces of the look I thought I had seen were gone. Mr. “Greek god” stepped forward. Father never put men in my security detail except for my driver Kelvin. He only did that because Kelvin was ugly as hell.

Tyson said, "Brother, I am helping you find a bodyguard. I want to hire a private security team for you." The so-called private bodyguard team is composed of twelve professional bodyguards, who escort her around the clock in shifts, without interruption. Elianna said, "I felt that having bodyguards was not very convenient and also too conspicuous." Tyson said, "So, you must choose someone who is well-trained and capable of protecting you all by themselves." Elianna coaxed, "Alright, let's listen to Tristian. Brother, I know you're worried about me, but don't worry, I promise you, I will take good care of myself. Don't worry so much about me. Go to bed early!"

I was having an amazing time , when I suddenly saw something . I forgot to breathe for a second , and froze at my place when I saw some bodyguards. Not just any bodyguards, they have the mark of the infinite snake on their uniforms. They are the special guards that are trained specially and the only person who runs the company with them is one and only .......................... Dante Romano , these bodyguards work for him and the only explanation of why they are here is simple. They are here for me and just now they are coming towards me .

“Do I look like I have a phone? Yours is at the bottom of the river, remember?” “Good. Then we’re off the grid.” I studied him, trying to piece him together. The way he moved—quiet, efficient—wasn’t something you learned from corporate security. “You said you’re a bodyguard. What were you before that?” He hesitated, just a second, before answering. “Army. Special operations.” That explained a lot—the reflexes, the precision, the lack of panic when the world exploded. “Why’d you quit?” I asked.

“Yeah... That’s why I brought my bodyguards instead, they could really throw some good punches.” Harrison’s bodyguards looked at me, and smiled. They were really tall and burly, their figures were really towering if they stood next to me. They were built like bodybuilders, with tanned skin and sleek bald heads. One of the bodyguards had a black goatee around his face, he looked like one of those scary villains in the superhero movies, but he was actually good enough to protect me and Amy. One of them looked at me and said, . "Everything is fine now. If that crazy felon did ever manage to come around again, just give us a call, we will definitely launch our ways here. We will protect you at a

His meditation was interrupted when he became conscious of Marco's presence. "Bellisimo, isn't it?" Marco Said. Lorenzo remained still, eyes still gazed on the water fountain. "I hear Bria Leone, the only daughter of the Leone family is a psychopath. The whole family is a crazy and heavily protected one. One doesn't get in as an intruder and leave there alive or sane. I wonder why father sent you on this deadly mission. If you ever need help, I'm always close by. Cover your tracks, arrange a place for you in Vienna, you'll get to leave happily and be free from the shackles of guilt the Mafia has placed on you. It can always be our little secret ...... brother"