You Can Be My Bodyguard Novels & Stories

My lips trembled as I asked, "What do I do now, sir?" "Calm down, Martha. You have me here, and no one will dare to hurt you. I can get a new bodyguard for you. How about that? Now that you've gone viral, I don't think it's safe for you to patrol the streets on your own," Mr. Weston pointed out as he comforted me, still holding my hand.

Well, I can look into professional protection services, but none of them will be Nikolai. I count to ten before I clear my throat. "Will you be my bodyguard?" I say with a much tinier voice than I like. He raises an eyebrow. I explain. "I will be the CEO of Rodriquez Brands in a week, and I need a bodyguard." When Grumpy doesn't say a word, I quickly add, "Of course, I'll pay you very well." "How much?" he asks.

“Damn! I heard what happened. I’m glad you still made it, but sorry to say this. We still do not have any solid leads yet that would bring us to the culprit.” “Nah, that’s okay. That is not what I called for anyway.” He paused for a while. I bet he had that stupid confused look on his face again. “Do you perhaps know anyone I can hire as a bodyguard? Don’t send me one of your men unless they are highly trained and capable of protecting me.” “I can send you a list and you can just choose among… them…” His little pause at the end hinted that he had something in his mind. He was that easy to read so he probably had someone to recommend.

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.

“When?” “My birthday.” “Have you thought about hiring a bodyguard or getting police protection?” I shook my head. “Police are in on it, and what the hell is a body guard going to do against them?” “Protect you.” My jaw twitched. “How the hell will one guy, or even five guys, be able to protect us round the clock for the rest of our lives?” Anger built up, and the urge to punch something skyrocketed, but there was nothing to hit. I exploded, yelling out and up to the heavens.

the bodyguard shouted angrily, raising his fist and charging toward him. Bernard smiled at the sight of the bodyguard’s rage. This wasn’t an ordinary person. He was a black belt in every martial art, a retired special bodyguard who was notorious for his fighting skills. With a punch, even if Esteban didn’t die, he would become a useless idiot.

“Y-yeah. Thanks.” I smile and offer him a tissue from my bag. He takes it, and we sit there in silence for a moment. I glance toward the gate. Still no sign of Mama. The boy fidgets, looking at me with wide, watery eyes. “You’re really brave.” “I guess,” I shrug. “I just hate bullies.” He hesitates, then blurts, “Would you be my bodyguard?” I blink. “Huh?” “You’re strong,” he says quickly. “And you’re fast. And scary when you want to be.”

Lindsay had made her way outside and was standing behind me. “Your bodyguard. I’m doing my job. Now get back in there.” “I don’t have to listen to someone who is paid to stalk me! You get out and stop trying to make me look like a fool.” His eyes traveled down the length of my gothic appearance down to my pinned skirt and boots. “You are doing a good job of that yourself.”

“Of course I do. You never let anyone forget.” Ethan watches, quiet. His presence is subtle but strong. I notice him watching me smile at Miriam. It makes something twist inside my chest. I push it down. Miriam bumps my shoulder lightly. “And Ethan here… you always travel with bodyguards now? Or is he your official grocery partner?” I freeze for a half-second. Ethan smirks faintly. Miriam notices it, raises an eyebrow. “He’s my… assistant,” I say quickly. “I mean, he helps with errands. That’s all.” He doesn’t contradict me. He just walks beside me, calm and steady.

Darell replied. “Okay fine let’s say I’m to come out clean to her what am I supposed to say?!” “Hey babe, actually I belonged to syndicate as in the country most wanted syndicate and your father is our target that’s why I’m here as your bodyguard,” “Or, Babe, you know what ?! Your father kidnapped me while I was sixteen and now I’m here because I want to make him pay!” “Or, or babe, there’s something I need to tell you, your father is a very very bad man, and I’m here as your bodyguard undercover to drag him to jail!”