Wow Summon Bodyguard Novels & Stories

"Hi, mom. Your son came? How are you? Is mom happy there?" "Sorry, I can only buy a bucket of roses, not your favorite flowers. But I promise your son will buy you your favorite flowers later. Mom, did you know? I've met that man. And now that I'm working as his daughter's bodyguard, you can rest assured that I will repay all of Mommy's pain at that time. And I will pay off for Mommy!" *** It was the first time her bodyguard had made Yoursa angry, even now she was walking alone without her bodyguard chasing after her.

"You disappeared! You didn't check in! You didn't follow protocol!" "I did what I had to do to keep her safe," I said, matching his tone. "I’m a bodyguard, Alpha. That’s my job." "Your job is to follow my orders!" he yelled. "Your position here is to protect this family, not to go off on some rogue hero mission! You’re a bodyguard, not a vigilante! Do you have any idea what would have happened if you’d been killed? If she’d been killed?" "But we weren't," I pointed out.

"I'm Christopher. I'm your new bodyguard." Jems blinked rapidly. "My new... what?" "Your new bodyguard," he repeated, grinning. Jems just stood there, staring at him. Her eyes traveled slowly from his head to his toes. He looked like he could be an I*******m model, or a college athlete, or literally any girl's dream guy. Oh my God, Jems thought, her face heating up rapidly. This incredibly hot guy is my new bodyguard?! This is my bodyguard?! How am I supposed to function with HIM following me around?!

Now I was back to risking everything—every piece of myself—for her again. Hired as a bodyguard. Assigned to serve a certain CEO. I didn’t get the full details. I didn’t ask. I didn’t want to ask. When you’re drowning, you don’t check the rope somebody throws at you—you just hold on. The pay was high, unbelievably high. Almost suspiciously high. But I needed it. I needed it desperately. Jasmine needed urgent treatment. And the loan sharks… They’d been hunting us for almost two years. Knocking. Threatening. Following. Our lives had become a cycle of whispering, hiding, praying no one found us.

So many questions, but I just couldn't derive a good answer. He placed his rough hands on mine and caressed it softly. My eyes were on him now. “I know all this is too much for you, but I want to assure you that as long as I'm alive,” he paused, his voice firm. “I won't let a single soul hurt you ever again.” I nodded quickly, unable to fight back the tears dropping from my eyes. “I arranged a bodyguard to protect you,” he announced, with a reassuring smile dancing across his lips. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

“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.”

Tyson walked into the hanger, “I’m sorry about your girl,” “Yeah.” “Who’s the guy with the note and what does it mean?” “He wanted me to know he took her.” “Who’s the bodyguard?” “I am. I’m her bodyguard.” Tyson sighed, “Bodyguard? I thought you said that was your girlfriend.” “She is. But I’m also her bodyguard. I thought she would be safe down here. That’s why we’re here.” “I’m not understanding. Why does she need a bodyguard? Who the hell is she?”

"Bonds of love never make the wearer weaker, they give him greater strength." -Wonder Woman- *** It had been a few days since Ana’s return to the manor with Alexander and they had re-hired him as her personal bodyguard and the relationship between the two of them had been closer than ever before. They were already like a couple even before the crazy incidents which had been going on lately but it became even more noticeable after their return from the countryside house and Ivan, as the head of the family who moved back into the main manor had been watching over her and could not help but feel slightly bothered by it.

Silas moved. It wasn’t the controlled, efficient movement of the bodyguard. It was the unleashed fury of a predator. A blur of black, crossing the space between the sideboard and the table in less than a heartbeat. The sound he made wasn’t human – a guttural roar of pure, protective rage. Dominic had just started to turn back towards Leo, his free hand drawing back, undoubtedly for a blow, when Silas reached them. He didn’t shove. He didn’t block. He *struck*.

Her oversized dark shades blocked her eyes, but I could still feel the dagger she was throwing at me. I sighed, getting up. “How could you? I thought I was your best friend. But nooo,” she flailed dramatically, “I had to find out on the freaking internet,” she emphasized the word like it had personally betrayed her. “That my best friend’s bodyguard is actually a billionaire. And not annnyy billionaire but freaking Nikolai Dorne”