You Can Be My Bodyguard Novels & Stories

Odette clenched her jaw at the feeling. Suddenly, a sound of laughter came from Julian's mouth. He looked at Sharlynn and Richie in turn with a look of contempt. "Apparently the shares are paid for with the body. No wonder you're so crazy about this guy. It looks like you're really enjoying the bodyguard's body." Julian continued to insult Richie, trying to provoke the man's emotions. Sharlynn, not having any of it, almost raised her hand to slap the man in the mouth. "We don't have to waste time on human garbage like this," Richie interrupted. He made Julian and Odette stare at him. "Maybe they want to see their hot game scene. Don't worry, we'll send them the footage later."

Abby's pov I fretted , looking frantically in search of the chocolate colored man who I have bumped into earlier. I believe strongly that the code wallet will either be with him or somewhere around the spot where i fell. " Stop joking around and tell me where my code wallet is " I heard the man's cold voice behind me. I turned slowly to see his stern eyes glaring at me. Okay i take back the word that this man right here won't hurt me in public, because right now he seem to be willing to cause a scene.

With those words, he had gotten my attention. "I'm not going to be so rich brat's bodyguard," I announced then rolled my eyes at his ridiculous offer. "You get paid a hundred thousand dollars every week. That's your pay for at least three months here right?" He added, making me gulp. The offer was too tempting to pass off."You're a fighter so you'll be quite capable."He added the icing on the cake."Alright, I'm in," I said followed by a short release of breath."Good, here's the address. Be there by eight am tomorrow. Don't be late." I shook my head and he left. I looked it up and it turns out to be Scott's mansion. I was going to be guarding . Mr Scott He was a business tycoon so it makes se

" What is happening? Was that man really going to kidnap me? “Yes. That he didn't hesitate to answer me makes the answer even worse. I can't find the voice to respond and only a staccato noise comes out of my throat. "From now on you will stay with me in my apartment." If you go anywhere, you will do it with me or with someone I send to protect you. “That? What do you say, Samme? Speak to me clearly, damn it! My hands tremble. I throw the cell phone into the air and it falls on the carpet on the floor.

He leant back , his elbow resting on the armchair. I could bet I looked funny with the wig, the strange feeling catching up with me. It was beginning to itch and feel heavy. I took it off, folding it in my hand. “This is just a fraction of the challenges you'd face.” I shut that little voice in my head, adjusting my tie. It was as if heat radiated from the wall, burning my innocent skin. I braced up, struggling to find my voice. “Not trying to be rude, sir; there are many employees in this company. I suggest you allow me to work as a bodyguard for a while.” I groaned inwardly at the slight slur in the end of my sentence.

"Oh, sir, would you like to apply to be a bodyguard?" "Bodyguard?" asked Oliver again. "Yes, sir, the Franklin family is looking for a bodyguard for their youngest daughter. And the salary offered is huge! If I could do martial arts, I'd probably apply for the job!" With a slight smile that no one noticed, Oliver was interested in the job. He was determined to apply for the job to be Franklin's youngest daughter's bodyguard. Then, Oliver asked the man to tell him his address. "Can you tell me where the address is?"

“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.”

Now, I sat with my friends who talked about less interesting things — a party at a new hotel, boys they've used or found disposable. He still watched, paying more attention to their conversation than I did. I glanced over at him taking in his looks. “Is he your bodyguard? I was wondering why he was standing there,” one of my friends, Rosie, said. I twirled my glass before taking a sip of my wine. I turned to face him. “He is. After my attack, Daddy swore to get me one,” I explained. The girls nodded, their faces awed at such greek- gods giving face.

he put on his jacket. "Someone asked me to be their son's bodyguard," Eden said as he remembered the strange man from this morning, "He must be someone rich judging from the expensive suit he was wearing and the fancy car his chauffeur drove." "Oh?" Kian looked at him with confusion, "A bodyguard? Now that's fancy," "Fancy, my ass," Eden rolled his eyes, "I don't think I'm going to like working for a spoiled brat," Kian chuckled and put his arm around his shoulders as they walked outside the classroom. "Is it good money at least?"

Watched him disappear between the trees, his back straight and cold and infuriating. My heart beat faster. I couldn’t let him go. Not like this. Not when he was the first real chance I’d had in… forever. “Okay, fine,” I called out. “Then I’ll pay you.” He paused. Turned, slowly. “Pay me?” I swallowed hard. “I need a bodyguard.” The look on his face said it all: Are you insane? “I mean it,” I said, planting my feet. “You’re strong. Fast. You literally outran a bullet.”