Watch My Bodyguard Novels & Stories

"How many times do I have to tell you I'm your personal bodygaurd? I kind of stole the job without really meaning to. But you are my bestfriend now. The only one who listens to my heart problems and my corny jokes, and I would like to personally protect my Future Luna and now Bestfriend. And my selling point was yesterday when they had that meeting of who would be gaurding you when Orion wasn't around and he couldn't get a hold of you, I told him you were prolly out for a run, taking in the pack surroundings and that there was patrols doubled and that you would be fine. He said after since I knew you so well already I should be the one looking out for you! " he smiles a big proud smile.

I should be but I wasn’t. Yeah, it was my first day at work as the personal bodyguard to the famous New York’s most handsome young CEO. As the elevator moved, I braced myself up to face my soon to be boss who was none other than Ryan Robin Anderson. He was popularly called RRA. Classic, huh? I stepped out of the elevation as it stopped. “Hi,” I looked up to see a middle aged man. “You must be the new bodyguard.” He said. I nodded with a smile.

“Starting today, I’ll be protecting you.” “Excuse me?!” Vivienne was in danger of crushing the ceramic mug between her palms and had to put her hands flat on the table lest she send shards flying into both of their faces. There it was again, that trademark Liam Hardison Efficiency. It had barely been an hour! “A personal bodyguard? What the hell do I need that for? Did something happen?” Then she recalled Liam’s strange behaviour in the office, and her heart leapt to her throat. Had something happened to Liam?

He asked mischievously, but his tone wasn't partnering him with his eyes. "This also happens in the movies when an unknown person without caring about his life saves the life of another one. Do you also like watching movies?" Hayan retorted what he said earlier to him. Hadid smiled. "Considering your abilities, I am offering you the job of a bodyguard. I want you to be my daughter's bodyguard. For that, I don't need your degrees. I want to give you this job because of your abilities and your humanity. I'm hopeful you won't deny it." He said smilingly which made Hadid surprised.

Suddenly it felt like the warmth was fading away, I felt cold and saw the face of the General laughing right at me. With a jolt I woke up, but realized that the cold feeling was a chain on my wrist. I blinked twice to see a pair of green eyes narrowed at me in suspicion. “Are you a spy?” Larisa asked me. My throat felt dry, “No Miss, I’m doing the bodyguard’s duty because my father left us,”

That's something at least. I erased tonight's footage from the computer and the cloud and switched the cameras off. Exiting the office, I closed the door and moved towards the entrance. It was left open still. Agent Michael held the distraction I tucked my hand in my pocket and walked briskly 64.0% 17:07 N10,000 to #100,000 Get an instant loan up to... Apply nowThe Billionaire's Bodyguard away. I saw him in the car with the owner as he tried to hold him back, passing him a wink, he heaved a large sigh then straightened his back.

“What’s up with you, man? You’ve been staring into space like someone stole your Lamborghini.” I leaned back, trying to play it cool. “My dad hired me a new bodyguard. It’s a girl.” Trent barked out a laugh so loud half the class turned around. “A girl? Bro, you? Mr. I bench press my problems? Is she hot at least?” “She’s not just hot,” I muttered. “She took out five armed guys in under ten seconds. Solo. Like it was nothing. The problem is… I think I’m falling for her.”

“But I’m doing a full personal check next. Strip to underwear in the bedroom. Standard protocol after an incident.” I raised an eyebrow, heart racing as I followed him. “Strip? For you, Bodyguard Daddy? That’s new. You’ve been my shadow for months, watching me tease in tight dresses, but never ordering me out of my clothes. Does protecting me mean inspecting every curve now? Making sure no threats are… hidden on my body?” Viktor stood by the window, massive silhouette against the city lights, tattoos shifting as he crossed his arms. “It means keeping you safe, princess. Nineteen and famous too many eyes on you. Comply, or I report to your father. This isn’t a game anymore.”

she replied calmly, showing no sign of pressure. She added firmly, “I don’t concern myself with anything else. My sole duty is to protect Miss Taylor’s life.” “But you just informed Everett about our situation,” I said, my tone hardening. “To us, that means that besides protecting Scarlett, you’re also a spy planted by Everett to monitor her.” "Reporting the protected individual’s movements in real time is the most fundamental duty of a bodyguard.” “Then there is nothing more to discuss.” My expression cooled. “Our family has its own security company and many private bodyguards as capable as you. So please, you can leave.”

The bodyguard stood and scowled at her. “Have you lost your manners?” He asked her. She furrowed her brow confusingly. “That’s the boss’ wife.” He introduced me to her. She looked at me. She scanned me from head to toe and guffawed. Usually, I would normally be upset but I’m already used to this. I like my body and clearly wouldn’t change because of peoples’ opinions. I rolled my eyes. “Are you done?” The bodyguard said plainly. The maid managed to control herself and replied in a nod.