Vanny X Security Guard Novels & Stories

Katerina stammered, her heart hammering—not for the boy holding her, but for the man watching her. ​Suddenly, the music shifted, and a hand—strong, gloved,—slid onto Katerina’s waist, physically keeping her away from Jackson. She was taken aback for a moment to process what just happened likewise Jackson ​"The Don requested a security rotation," Xavier’s voice rumbled cutting through the air. "I’ll take it from here, Reed." ​Jackson’s face flushed with fury and contempt "He’s a bodyguard, Kat. He doesn't get to cut in."

“And do you know the interesting part?” “No, what’s it?” She inquired. “He permitted me to call other security guards if I can’t handle you alone.” He informed. “What!” She was shocked. “Yes, ma,” the security guard confirmed. “He is paying me handsomely for this job and ma, I am dedicated to doing it neatly.” “You will drag me out?” She questioned. The security guard shook his head. “No.” He responded. Anna exhaled deeply, placing her hand on her chest, relieved. “Better.” She said and smiled.

Vinny ~”Shush dog. Vinny wrestles the dog until it passes out. Vinny ~”Sweet dreams mutt.” Guard wakes up. Vinny ~”You should not sleep on the job fucker.” Pop. Pop. Vinny ~”God damn asshole.” Vinny whistles. .................... …With Rob and Rene, Torrio and Gangi, Cummings… Cummings ~”Let's go. We going in through the guard house.” Rob and Rene goes left. Rob ~”Try stay behind me.”

I sat on the floor, crossed my legs, and opened the folder. The first page was Marcus Vane. Head of pack security. He controlled every guard, every patrol, every route in and out of the territory. His schedule was tight—office by six in the morning, home by eight at night, always with at least two guards nearby. Too visible. Too risky. I flipped to the next page.

"You're serious?" Sean slipped his phone away. "Very." A minute later security arrived. Several large men approached immediately. "Mr. Whitmore." The lead guard smiled politely. "We'll need you to leave." Rowan almost laughed. "You know who I am?" The familiar card finally appeared. Meanwhile the security guard remained completely unfazed. "Yes." Rowan looked satisfied. Then the guard continued. "And this is Vale Group." The satisfaction disappeared instantly. The guard smiled again. "Whoever you are outside doesn't matter inside."

She looked quite frightened as she ran past him to hide behind the door that leads to an exit route. Two security guards, came by panting and at the sight of Xavier, they halted as one asked" Good day sir, you happen to see a young lady, fair with long dark hair?" Xavier's mind stood blank. Of course, he saw a lady exactly the way they described but he could remember vividly that the lady in question told him to shut his mouth with a sign. He exhaled and pointed to the elevator and the two guards muttered "thank you" and ran into the elevator.

Lena tried to walk past her she wasn’t going to let Vanessa ruin her day. But Vanessa blocked her path. People began to gather around, listening. Vanessa took a step closer, her voice louder so everyone could hear: “And what are you doing HERE? Did you sneak into the building? You don’t belong in any place like this.” Lena wasn't ready for drama, she was in a hurry to face her designs. “Security!” Vanessa shouted, raising her hand like she was a queen making a command. Two new guards walked over. They had just resumed a shift so they didn't see Lena enter

he growled, his eyes narrowing. Vinnie's men moved closer, their intentions sinister. _Vinnie's Men Make Their Move_ As Anna and Nelson stepped out of the conference room, Vinnie's men closed in. Anna's security detail, provided by Nelson, swiftly intervened. "Get back!" one of the guards growled, shielding Anna. Vinnie's men hesitated, then retreated into the shadows. Anna's heart raced. "Thank you," she whispered to the guards. Nelson's face darkened. "We're not safe. We need to get out of here, now."

The man at the front caught my attention immediately. I recognized him. Marcus. For years, he had served as chief security guard at Vance's estate. Now he looked barely human. Frost coated his eyebrows and beard. His hands shook uncontrollably as he gripped the bars for support. "Miss Vane..." His voice was little more than a rasp. "Please. We're not here to cause trouble." His breathing came in ragged bursts. "They threw us out." I raised an eyebrow. "Who did?" Marcus laughed bitterly.