Vanny X Security Guard Novels & Stories

My mouth falls open as I watch the scene, and my dancing buddy holding his hands in the air like someone's pulled a gun on him or he's about to be arrested. "What are you doing here?" I ask, pulling on Vincent's security detail's arm. I force him to turn and face my direction. I've only met him once since Vincent doesn't use him all the time, but there's no mistaking his identity. The security guard, whose name I can't remember, smiles. "Mr. Valiant feels more comfortable if I stand watch." Dancers swarm around us and we stand out like two unmoving poles in a sea of bodies. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

But as a security guard, I couldn’t refuse a resident reporting a possible break-in. I asked a coworker to cover my post and followed him to the 23rd floor. When he opened the door, I saw a woman standing in the living room. It was the same woman from the car. Mr. Reed put his arm around her and introduced: “This is my wife, Clara.” Then to Clara: “This is the security guard, Ethan.” Clara nodded politely, expression calm. She looked at me with total unfamiliarity—as if she truly didn’t recognize me. My suspicion grew even stronger.

Vance carries purple and lightly placing her in the backseat. He looked at her once again before putting his jacket to cover her. She was already sleeping. He kissed her tummy and forehead and went to the driving seat. ----------------- Vance drove infront of the mansion; all the security guard noticed the car, and without saying anything, they opened the large security gate. All the guard's salute him. He stopped his car infront of the entrance gate—four ladies dressed in a black shirt and knee-length pencil skirt with the name stage near there shoulder. I walked in a line and ready to greet him. A man in his 40s wearing a grey suit opened his car door.

The Chanel store’s manager shouted in surprise. Meanwhile, another staff member quickly went to look for security guards. “Security, security! “Ms. Fernandez’s daughter has been hit! Come here, quickly!” Two security guards happened to be passing by the door. When they heard that Ms. Fernandez’s daughter had been hit, they were shocked. They immediately charged into the store. “Who did it?” “Which idiot dared to hit Ms. Fernandez’s daughter? Does he have a death wish?” Right then, Vanya stood up with the help of Chanel’s staff members.

I made a mental note: she was scheming, but even she feared the Alpha’s temper. "Who’s on duty in the security station?" Gabriel barked at the guard. "Bring me the CCTV footage of this office from the last hour. Let’s see what her true intentions are," he added, his eyes boring into mine. "Yes, Alpha," one guard said, leaving immediately. I didn't feel threatened. In a pack that built security tech, of course there would be cameras, in fact I felt relieved, the cameras would be my only witnesses. I glanced at Vanessa and caught her shifting awkwardly from foot to foot, her confidence fading.

The security guard asked, folding his hand across his chest with a serious face. "I don’t have time for that. Have you seen this woman?" Xander asked. "If you don’t know her name, I am not going to tell you." The security guard said attempting to walk away. "Wait! I know her name, her name is…her name is…" Xander murmured, trying to recall the name she told him, he didn’t know his life would come to this when he would have no choice but to go to Ashley for help. "What’s her name, pretty boy?" The security guard said with a serious face. "Wait... I think it's Ash, Ashley!" Xander exclaimed. "That was a wild guess, what are you looking for anyway?" He asked.

He answered “Bring him to me.” The guard swallowed once. “Yes, sir.” Ten minutes later, Vince was kneeling on the concrete floor beneath the house. The security room was cold and windowless. He was already pale before I said a word. “I’m sorry,” he said quickly. “I looked away for one second—” “You lost him.” “It won’t happen again.” “No,” I said. “It won’t.” He looked up sharply in fear. I crouched in front of him. “You were given one job.”

“Judging by her skills, she must at least own a black belt in Taekwondo, right?” After being stunned for a moment, those security guards then rushed to her fiercely one by one. They had no choice as their boss was beaten up, they could not possibly just stand there and watch. “Stop! Everyone stop!” Although Zayn had already spit out a broken tooth, he was almost scared to death. When Yvonne Xaview opened her mouth, he finally recognized this familiar and beautiful woman! The secretary of the CEO of York Enterprise! She was a big shot whom he would bootlick at usual occasions!

I forced myself to look away, not wanting to fall for that pretty face. "Kaelen," I said, sounding cold and professional. "Once Alpha Dylan arrives, I want you to shift positions. You’ll be guarding the food stores or the North gate, anywhere but here. I wouldn't want the Alpha to feel uncomfortable having a male guard hovering over us like we're children." I saw Anne shoot me a look of pure shock. It was a rude order, even for a Princess, but I had to do it. I couldn't have him standing behind me while I tried to play the role of a happy hostess. It would hurt too much.

Another guy holding a camera was obviously taken aback by the scene that he just runs off even before the older guy, whom Vincent realizes now is actually the bitch's bodyguard, could get to him. The bodyguard looks at his direction and gives him a warning look before he goes out of the club to follow his mistress. "You wanna settle the bill before you go?" Asks the same bartender, again cutting him from watching the young heiress. The bartender has been doing her best to be noticed by him since he got inside the club. It is not hard for him to notice how hard she's trying to get his attention. It isn't the first time women are coming to him. Vincent looks at the blonde, she is pretty alrigh