What was supposed to be a punishment for captain Ysabelle Gum soon turns into a romantic getaway when she catches the attention of a celeb musician on her team. Ysabelle has no interest in men, especially celebrities, she just wants to shoot and kill to her heart’s content. However, she is forced to reconsider when she is tasked with being his bodyguard. Ysabelle wants no part of it, not when the singer is hell-bent on making her love him. Actor and singer Jordan Bell was used to being fawned over, by fans and family. But he realizes he needs something else, something deeper. When he is cast in a military drama, Jordan and his team go to shooting stations, where he meets Ysabelle, who against all odds saved his life during a shooting mistake. Jordan is sure she is the one for him, and he vows to make her his bodyguard. But the thing is, Ysabelle has no interest in him, and no amount of broken bones will keep him away.
View MoreWith Jordan atop her, she could barely get a hold of her surroundings. He was making her lose her senses fast, with the way he kept up throughout the night. He didn’t want to stop, though they were bound to be late for their dinner with her family if they kept making love. He kissed her ending all sighs of protest from her. His body reeked of the sweat from their lovemaking. He moaned atop her, holding her firmly giving her no room for escape. Their lips duelled for a long time before he finally climaxed inside her. He rolled off her, taking her with him. “You had better inform my brothers that you are going to marry me, otherwise you might leave there with a broken leg,” She said huskily trying to get her breath back. Jordan laughed, his handsome face flashing with a cheeky grin. “I have that all sorted out.” he leaned forward and reached out into his bedside drawer. He opened it and brought out two diamond rings. “You like it?” He asked sheepishly. “Yes, I do” “Let's have our
Immediately after she had gotten off from Jordan’s car, Ysabelle sensed something was off. The message, the timing of the call Jordan had gotten. It was only when she got to the truck that she got it. Luke Morgan was still on the run and he had Jordan. She had no idea if his mother was truly alive or if it was voice phishing. But she had heard enough. A smart criminal should have stayed dead and lived his life quietly since he wouldn’t, she would be kind to end it for him. She had driven the same truck with all the pig’s blood smeared on it. She had sent an emergency signal to the Headquarters just in case. She hoped they acted on it though and had sped like crazy to get to Jordan. His earnest wish was to see his mother and he might act rashly to get her. Ysabelle could spy the woman out hiding beside large cartons of drugs that were stored in the factory. With the bullets flying at her, she had her eyes only on one person. Jordan, he was limp against Luke Morgan and was being drag
The bag that was placed on his head was removed non too gently. He was soon sent to the floor with several kicks and punches. “Leave him alone” Jordan sat up, his face full of bruises, “Bastard” He cursed as the unmistakable form of Luke Morgan came into the open. Jeez, he had been too relaxed. “ Where is my mother?” “Are you sure that is what you are most curious about? Judging from your situation. Your question should be how are you still alive? “Luke said smugly. A seat was brought forward for him, he sat like a chief while his thugs hung around him. “Where is my mother?” Jordan screamed. He didn’t care about Luke Morgan. All he wanted was his mother. The thug closest to him dragged him forward and threw him at Luke’s feet. It was then Jordan observed him. His body was burnt, a section of his face was scarred beyond repair. Jordan’s attention was snagged back when a gun was pressed to his temple. “ Your father died for you the last time, I wonder if it will be your mother th
The sound of running water was what woke Ysabelle from her sleep. She was so exhausted and her body ached a tone. Her legs had not ached so much not even during all of her endurance training. Jordan had not allowed her to rest at all. He made love to her over and over. She had matched his stamina the first time but had soon allowed him to take the lead the other times. He was insatiable. She lay quietly as he came out with a towel tied around him. He came to her straight, “Come on, you have to shower. I have a few places to take you” “Where is that?” Ysabelle asked lazily “My family home is here. It is where my father was buried.” Ysabelle sat up at that but the pain made her hit Jordan “gosh, you caused this. You would not stop” “I didn’t particularly hear you stop me. You even encouraged me more, I remember you asking for more” “My boyfriend is so shameless” “Do you need help getting to the bathroom I can assure you that I can be of help” He teased her. He carried her anyway
Jordan was getting tired of driving under Andrew’s instructions. The soldier backed out orders as though he was talking to a junior. But he kept his mouth shut and endured it. If he wanted to see Ysabelle faster he had to cooperate. Jordan was about to take the bend towards the station entrance when he saw a green truck speed out of the compound with the security officers shouting and offering curses after the truck. A flash of the woman’s long hair snapped Jordan out of his reverie. That was Ysabelle. That behaviour was odd for the docile soul that Andrew had described. “I have to get down here. Just follow her. And make sure you are smart about it. She is still an Officer after all and will notice if trailed. I hope this car of ours does not have your name customized on it” Andrew asked opening the car door and rushing to check the plate numbers. “Were you not aware of that before you jumped in?” Jordan asked unable to hide his irritation. Ysabelle was gaining distance and he wou
With the approaching Holidays, Ysabelle had asked for her well-deserved two days' leave. She needed a break from the looks and whispers. Otherwise, she might be tempted to break her good-girl act. If there was anything she hated the most about the whole thing. It was being in the same station as her brother, James. He controlled her schedule like she had no mind of her own. How her brothers expected her to marry Andrew was beyond her. Though she and Andrew had a working frenemy relationship. They would kill each other if they as much as sat to have dinner. But she could play along, if they all thought she was docile to that level then she would shake the foundation of their beliefs when she disappeared from the wedding altar. They were all so impossible. Her being quiet does not mean she was docile and agrees to their every wish. She would give them a mad awakening soon. Jordan rejecting her hurt like hell but she was a strong woman and would not break down so easily. She would climb
Jordan was busy recording a new hit single that was inspired by his recent heartbreak. He was with Bells Agency’s producers working tirelessly in the studio. He had not even eaten, which was fast frustrating Mark where he sat looking forlorn. Jordan had tried to make Mark leave his employ but the young man had been adamant saying his father had hired him to watch over Jordan and he was not going to slack in his duties. According to him, he feared, Jordan might kill himself from depression. He rarely slept and ate sparingly. He took meaningless drives around every military station in Yusama. To the extent that Mark feared he was going to get himself killed one of these when he could no longer hold his resentment in check. He had refused to answer the media no matter the type of article that was released. Ysabelle had been hugely defamed by the media that Mark feared she might be dismissed from her job. He missed Ysabelle like crazy but was too much of an adult to admit it. The door
Avidly monitoring Andrew’s movement with his phone as he sat in the makeup room. It has been three months since his father had given up the ghost. It had felt like a harsh nightmare. No one to call and nag at him, no one to bicker with him. No matter how much they fought, he loved his father so much. His only solace was the fact that Luke Morgan was also dead. Which was comforting. Getting the shares back was not an easy task, as some of the investors refused to sell. And the seating CEO was not friendly. Jonas Brick was frustrating every chance of Jordan becoming a major shareholder once again. But he didn’t relent. He worked relentlessly, gaining more fame and money to be able to buy them all off. He didn’t have the time to rule the company but he wanted the company registered back in his father’s name. Bells Agency should be in memory of him. It had not been easy but it was accomplished. First of all, Jonas was displaced as the CEO and a friend of his father assumed the position m
The disciplinary committee had not been lenient with Ysabelle at all. She could only stand there and watch as she was stripped of her barge, her faults were endless. She had managed to sabotage a mission that had been planned for so long and allowed a wanted criminal to escape and she had even operated on public grounds without permission from her superiors before carrying out the bombing. Their excuse of it being bomb testing received a huge backlash from the sitting government and the public, saying they were further destroying the environment and destroying the ozone layer with the burning. They had needed to offer a written apology. An action that her superiors found distasteful, they hated having to do that. Her most important crime was not shooting Luke Morgan when she had him in the jungle. She had chosen Jordan over him. That romance as they had termed it was not acceptable. The surveillance drone captured her dramatic act vividly. She had chosen her lover over the crimina
Jordan Bells was the country's beautiful face, a handsome actor and model famous for his good looks; several female models are after him, and several producers and elite personalities are attempting to get him to marry their children. But he refuses. A universal playboy who enchants every female in his path. Getting a girl was not Jordan’s headache. He is a person who, despite his good looks, wants to be acknowledged without being judged by them. He wants a woman who will love him not just because of his good looks, but someone who will love him sincerely. But he is far from realizing that. His actions and agency speak well against his needs. After the film shoot is done, Jordan is escorted back to his van by his personal assistant, Mark, who carries Jordan’s food pack, his coat, his personal makeup tool kit, and an exchange of clothes. Mark hurried to catch up with a very angry Jordan, who was muttering vents as he walked. "I do not get why he will get me signed for a film lik...
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