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I don't think I can stand working beside him for an hour. I look away from him, my eyes instantly falling on Nick who is sitting across from us. Nick's gaze is on me, but each time Pablo strokes my knee, his eyes darken just a little bit more until his handsome face is twisted into a deadly scowl. "Who is he to you? Your boyfriend?" Pablo asks suddenly. I tear my gaze away from Nick and frown at him. "That's my bodyguard." "That explains why he keeps shooting death stares at me." Pablo laughs. "Tell him to get a grip. I'm not trying to kidnap you, or something."

smile. "Of course, we do I just want to hear it from you. Imagine my surprise when the one and only Damon Williams takecare his bodyguard even tried to kill some small girl, the badass leader who can't live without his feamale bodygurd. I was wondering if the world was ending then." Damon chuck again. "Yea that small girl who basically try to kill me." The bastard had to be enjoying this and it shows.

Gideon's POV My eyes stayed glued to the monitor as I watched Ariana look around surreptitiously, like a victim in a horror movie who was thrust into the middle of a haunted house by a ghost. Then the spotlight came on her, and now she's terrified, trying to find the person, or rather the ghost, behind the scene. Leaning on my elbow, I pulled my brow together as I looked on. “Maxwell.” I called, and my personal bodyguard, Maxwell, came up in front of my desk, a walkie-talkie trapped in his belt and a revolver on the other side.

“I won’t hide behind you forever.” Kane’s thumb stroked once over his pulse point. “You’re not hiding. You’re letting me stand between you and the threat.” He stepped closer, crowding Sebastian against the cool glass. One hand braced beside Sebastian’s head, the other stayed at his throat. “Your body already knows this is where it belongs. Protected. Steady. Mine to guard.”

Because at least, I was still alive. "Via," I called one day. "Yes?" "Aren't you bored watching me all the time?" Via smiled. "Bored? No. It's funny to see your friends' expressions when they find out I'm your bodyguard." "Who said they found out?" "They're suspicious. I'm too buff to be a regular student." I laughed. "You really don't look like a student." "Are you going to teach me self-defense? Like you promised before?" I asked.

"The perfect pawn." The knock at the door yanked me out of my reverie. One of my men stepped in, expressionless; he handed me fresh pictures: Camilla, Jasper, and that bodyguard of hers, Anthony. "They're still being watched?" I asked though I knew the answer. He nodded. "Every day, every move. The bodyguard's good, but not perfect. We can take him." I smiled, rising and pacing slowly around the room. "Good. Very good. I want it done to perfection. No mistakes. No evidence. We do it right, and they won't have a clue until it's over."

The worst part was just beginning. Leo slowly made his way towards the back of the auditorium where he had spotted his mother’s bodyguard in a heated conversation with another man who almost had the same features as Julian. The only difference between the two was their height. Julian towered over the other guy for about a good foot or so.

“Good. No issues? Pryce can be… verbose.” “The exchange was brief and professional, sir,” Silas replied, his voice a model of neutral efficiency. He stood at ease, hands clasped loosely behind his back, the picture of the perfect, detached bodyguard. Only Leo, attuned to every micro-shift, saw the tension corded in his neck, the unnatural stillness in his shoulders.

she said as she headed to her bedroom. Prisca woke up from the pounding on her door. "Prisca honey wake up you're going to be late for work"Jane said then walked away. Prisca sleepily reached for her phone to check the time. "Shoot it's 8am" she said as she jumped out of bed and hastily headed to the bathroom to freshen up. She came out of the bathroom and headed towards the wardrobe. She picked out a simple yellow dress with a black heels. She had not time for make up and her hair so she put her hair in a messy bun, picked her phone and rushed downstairs. She saw her parents talking to a man In a suit when she neared the living room. "Finally you're here"her dad said gesturing to h

Grayson looks at him, "You know how he would react," "Yeah," Harvey takes a sip of whisky and sighs, "Make sure no one speaks," "I always do," Harvey looks at Hunter and shakes his head in disbelief, "You stay here. I know you don't like people," he tells Grayson, "Vicky, I hope you like to party," "I used to party every night, sir," the bodyguard proudly says. "Great!" Harvey flashes her a smile, "Come with me then. Our new CEO needs some assistance," he leaves the lounge, accompanied by Victoria. Before, he hated having bodyguards following his every step. But after the incident, he understood the importance of their role.