Romans & histoires You Could Be My Bodyguard

stepped back as Father was about to say something else, but I was done talking as I was downright ready to sleep on the table. “I'm done eating.” I left the untouched plate on the table and pushed back my chair. I walked off before Father said anything else. My new bodyguard fell in step a few meters behind me and I felt him staring at my back. All the exhaustion seemed to evaporate. I like it when men look at me with admiration. Looks like this new one wasn't any different. Father's decision wasn't so bad after all. Mr. “Greek god” would be eating out the palm of my hand very soon. So I intentionally added an extra sway to my hips and then I stopped walking.

Close enough to protect her… and love her, in the shadows. Richard emerged moments later, phone pressed to his ear. Without so much as a glance, he climbed into the backseat, motioning for Lauren to join him. She did, sliding into the seat beside her husband. Louis closed the door, circled the vehicle, and took the driver’s seat. The moment the engine hummed to life and they rolled onto the main road, Richard lowered his phone and leaned forward. “Louis,” he said firmly. “Yes, sir?” “You’re not just the driver anymore. From now on, you’re Lauren’s personal bodyguard. My father’s estate is... well, heavily monitored, but he has more enemies than friends. I don’t want her out of your sight. No

Today had to be perfect, or at least as close to perfect as I could manage. I swung my legs off the bed and took a steadying breath. Today, I would be Anna, the professional bodyguard, competent, strong, unshakable. No trace of my past, no sign of weakness. Today, my identity, my daughter, and the desperate life I was fighting to protect depended on my ability to perform flawlessly.

Something else. “From today, you will be my new personal bodyguard.” a dangerous glint crossed his eyes as if daring Alina to object.

"Do you really want to be friends with me?" "Yes, but there’s one condition if you want to be friends with me." "What?" “You’ll have to let me carry on acting as if I’m your bodyguard,” said Matteo, looking up at the ceiling again. Act as if he were Luna’s bodyguard? Didn’t that mean Matteo would disregard Luna’s boundaries, just as he used to follow her everywhere she went—including meddling in her dating life—much like what often happened in her relationship with Adrian in the past? “But I don’t want you meddling in my personal affairs, Matteo. I don’t want you to do the same to the man I get close to, just like before."

She just responded and I raised an eyebrow. "Uh... both?" I replied, unsure. "The truth would be your protector and personal...let's call it bodyguard," she paused and then looked at me, "the lie would be, I'm just your assistant to show you around Zurich and your new life." "Personal bodyguard? Why would I need a personal bodyguard?" I asked her as I shook my head, "I'm marrying a businessman, not a president or Prince." "Well, you need to be protected at all times," she just said.

“Yes but they are not going to be my bodyguard, there’s no harm, looking at pictures is it?” “Bad girl!” Her friend shouted after her before she closed the door ** “Do you mind smiling a little bit?” Adams said, holding his phone in his hand to take Ichabod’s picture. “I do not understand what you are asking of me dear old Adams.” Ichabod replied, trying to stand still while Adams took his picture. “I just need to take this picture and submit to the bodyguard site.” “Wait, you want me to be a bodyguard?” “Sure, why not? You can start from there, once we sell the gold, we will be left with nothing once we run out of them.”

I scowl at him and throw a hanger but he dodges just in time. "Don't underestimate me. I'm a bodyguard." "Which rich person will you be protecting?" Mint asks curiously. "Pa–" I quickly stop. I can't tell him the truth. "Liana King. You probably don't know her." I say. It's safer to have him think I am guarding and living with a woman. "What?! You're the bodyguard for the Liana King?! How? What luck did you receive?!" "Huh? You know her?" I ask, completely confused at his fanboy attitude.

"Survival is the ability to swim in strange water." -Frank Herbert- *** There was a bit of silence inside the car before Ana started a conversation after she had stabilized herself a bit. She was not supposed to be surprised when she heard that, because he did have a military past and if her father recruited her to be a bodyguard it must mean he was working straight from the field. Lots of things could happen in places like that so it only made sense, but it was still weird that people could kill others without any consequence, although in this case, it was an act of self-defense.

“I’m in the big business, but I have a team to run the business for me, sir. Even if I’m not around in the office for months, the company will still be fine. I think I can start training and see where I go from there. “I am looking to hire bodyguards. I hope you can recommend some capable and trustworthy individuals for the job. I can offer the same great benefits as my office workers. I will make it worth their while if they do a good job.”