Vanny X Security Guard Novels & Stories

Inside was a 24-hour-a-day security guard. It hadn't always been this way, but I had learned the hard way that sometimes even the people you are working hard to protect will stab you and the other residents in the back. So now we take precautions. I didn't know the security guard. He was one of Voss' boys. He met us at the entrance and looked a little scared. He was a Vampire so I didn't blame him. No Vampire wanted to be in the same room with Tyler, but she stayed back and kept her tats covered by her leather jacket. Jason stood quietly next to her. Both of them watched everything without moving anything more than their eyes.

“Mikela” “Double take. Everything above base is yours.” She didn’t soften it or dress it up. Just the number and the look. I didn’t have five minutes to think about it. That was the point. The letter. Eleven days. Kofi coming home with injuries he wouldn’t explain. I need this. “Fine.” She was already walking away. I stood outside VIP room three and put Zara away. That was my rule here. Zara stayed outside. Pinky, the name I wore inside Velvet like a second skin, was the only one who walked through that door.

Two of Julian's private, heavily built security guards stepped into the room, moving aggressively toward me. My fingers slipped into my clutch, ready to pull out my phone and play the incriminating recording directly into the journalists' faces. But before I could even take a step, Devon’s two massive, suit-clad bodyguards moved like lightning. They stepped in front of me, forming an impenetrable, broad-shouldered human wall that forced Julian's security to a grinding halt. "Wh-What is the meaning of this, Mr. Vance?" Julian gasped, his voice rising in panic as he looked at the Vortex Holdings security detail. "She is a criminal! We have the evidence!"

She stood up and walked slowly to her bedroom and minutes later, Asher returned to his room. His hands twitched at his sides and wouldn’t stop until he went to sleep later that night, dreaming of those full lips of hers crushed against his. ---------------------- Alex had sent Victor and Jane to watch Kimberly's apartment. He knew it wasn't going to be easy to grab Kimberly Blake when she had that big macho experienced bodyguard with her and he wanted a clean job. He didn't want to underestimate that man. From the little research he had done, he knew Asher Adams was not a man to mess with. He was good at his job, and if they got sloppy again. It would be bad for him.

••• “We are sincerely sorry, Ma’am Violet. You weren’t supposed to get close to the door, but Aiyana insisted on letting you get close. Your sister’s room is permanently closed and her keys are with Sir Ramon. He holds the keys to her bedroom and no one, not even us can get into the room.” Marys said. The ‘Not even us’ part made her realize that these two weren’t just seen as maids, they seemed to be more.

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.

I smirk at the thought, for it's very pathetic. He takes off my last shoe, gently, and slowly he rises up. His large and pleasant frame hovers beside my bed, and as always he doesn't utter a syllable as he makes sure everything around me is in order. That's my bodyguard. The windows seem well shut, the AC is running to my liking, and other security details he affirms; the ones only he understands. I just watch him as he does it all. But fuck, I need to get out of this dress—it's too tight.

Then I looked at the entrance of the restaurant. Two massive security guards in black suits were already walking toward our table. They weren't hotel security. They were Vance’s men. "Spencer? What’s happening?" Hailey asked, her voice shrill with panic. I couldn't answer. My mind was spinning. Everly? No. It was impossible. She was a nobody. She was in a shack.

“That idiot betrayed the boss!” The room instantly froze. Boss? So, she's also working for Dave? Interesting. Daniel looked confused and terrified. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Vanessa glared murderously at all of us. “You’ll regret this!” I sighed tiredly. Honestly… I was already bored. I pressed the intercom calmly. “Security.” Immediately, guards entered the room. “Escort Miss Vanessa out.” I instructed. Vanessa looked furious. “You think this is over?!”

​Not a single guard moved. ​Vivian stepped forward, her heels clicking sharply against the white tiles. The gold-threaded lapel pins of her Kane Group uniform caught the glare of the security lights, drawing Garrett’s panicked gaze straight to her. She held up Marcus Kane’s security token, letting the green confirmation light on the primary terminal flash right in his face.