Novel & Cerita You Can Be My Bodyguard

“Starting today, I’ll be protecting you.” “Excuse me?!” Vivienne was in danger of crushing the ceramic mug between her palms and had to put her hands flat on the table lest she send shards flying into both of their faces. There it was again, that trademark Liam Hardison Efficiency. It had barely been an hour! “A personal bodyguard? What the hell do I need that for? Did something happen?” Then she recalled Liam’s strange behaviour in the office, and her heart leapt to her throat. Had something happened to Liam?

Wisconsin's voice, "Vee stand up first, I'm going to meet your new bodyguard." I opened the door after gently approaching it. I don't want a bodyguard anymore; it's boring. "What?" He paused in his conversation to look at me. He raised an eyebrow at me, asking his Daddy, "Who is he?" "James Villianuevva, meet your new bodyguard." Are you serious, Dad? This is my new bodyguard. You'll get along with her, especially if you go shoe shopping and when it comes to makeup, so I'm sure you will like her.

"We need to go on the offensive. A full-court press of positive media, testimonials from former participants, a transparent accounting of our finances. We need to show the world that we have nothing to hide, that the work we're doing is real and important." He also suggested they hire a top-tier security firm, one that specialized in protecting high-profile individuals from targeted harassment. "We need to protect ourselves, Leo. Not just our reputation, but our physical safety. We don't know who we're dealing with, or what they're capable of." Leo was hesitant at first. The idea of living with security measures, of having their home and their lives monitored, felt like a return to the gilde

“If you want proximity daily, personal access to her without tipping your hand this might be the cleanest point of entry.” I turned slowly to face him. “Are you suggesting that I should apply to be her bodyguard?” He didn’t flinch. “Yes, sir.” I stared at him for a long moment. “You do realize how absurd that sounds?” “With respect, sir, absurdity is often the perfect disguise. Who would ever suspect you of taking that role? You’d be beneath her radar. Right where you need to be.” I looked down at the image again. Her eyes weren’t even looking at the camera, but somehow I felt them on me anyway.

he responded. “What do you mean? How am I a side if you're not one of them?” I asked suspiciously. “You can come and confirm yourself, I'm here to work with you as a bodyguard, from now on I would be guiding your steps” he stated. “I never instructed you to guide my steps. Show me your identity card and pass it under the door,” I spoke. “You don't have to be this dramatic, you can just come out so I can see it for yourself, honestly I am of no harm,” he responded.

"Stay away from your future roommate. The moment he moves in, keep your distance. Getting close to him will bring you nothing but catastrophic bad luck. He is a walking disaster zone." I am talking about the Gary Stu protagonist, of course. Anyone who gets close to the "Hero" in this world either ends up as cannon fodder, a stepping stone, or a crying member of a harem. "However," I add, my business smile instantly returning, "if you ever find yourself in mortal peril, you can always call my number. I offer emergency rescue services. The hazard pay will be steep, obviously. But, if you hire me on a retainer as your long-term bodyguard, I can guarantee your physical safety. I'll even throw in

"I could be your personal bodyguard or your errand boy. I can even help you feel good...safe… comfortable. Anything you want, I can do it." "Hm, I'm sure you can," Kira hummed and nodded while watching him. "What is your name, though?"

"Is this the Quart Bodyguard Services?" Robert asked without hesitation after getting connected on the phone. "Good morning sir. This is the official phone of Quart Bodyguard Service QBS. How may I help you?" a female operator voice expressed clearly. "That's good. I'm in dire need of a bodyguard. I need it as fast as now. I need it yesterday" he couldn't articulate himself anymore. His anxiety had taken over him.

It's not exactly the job I signed up for, but I'm going to be the best damn bodyguard this girl has ever had.