All Chapters of Ophelia's Bodyguard: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Mitch  Javier and I have been talking trying to figure out how to get someone into Russia. There’s a knock at my office door, “Come in,” Anderson, one of my security guys walked into my office, “Boss, could I speak to you for a moment?”    “Yeah. What’s going on?”   “I reached out to an old colleague of mine. He’s been in Russia for a few years. He got stuck there after Blackhorse was exposed.” he said, taking a seat in the chair across from my desk.  “What’s Blackhorse?”  “Blackhorse was a deep ops organization, operating in Russia, gathering intel on the Bratva. But they also operated in other parts of the world. It was their job to infiltrate organizations and assassinate certain leaders. There were some concerns about the way they operated, and everything was expose

Damian    When I left the conference room, Mitch’s words made me think. I had been stuck in this negative mindset long enough. It was time to get my mind right. I always like going to the range when my thoughts won’t settle, so that’s what I’ll do. Going into the garage, I went down to the weapons vault and pulled out a few of my guns then loaded them up in my truck. I pulled out of the garage and drove to the back of the range.   I unloaded the guns, set them on the table and walked downrange to set up a few steel targets. I loaded my revolver, raised my gun, and looked down the sights then pulled the trigger. When I had blown through an entire box of ammo, I switched over to my M4 and unloaded that clip as well.   My pain was slowly transforming into anger. The more I shot the more I imagined Viktor and Liam on the receiving end of those bullets. I truly could

Mitch   The next morning, I woke up to find Amber still in my bed snuggled against my chest. She looked adorable sleeping so peacefully. I carefully got up and went to the bathroom, taking a quick shower, and getting dressed. When I walked out of the bathroom she was still sleeping peacefully. I leaned over and kissed her forehead then walked out of the room.   I walked down the hall and to the door that leads outside. When I stepped outside, I could see we were in the channel being brought in by tugboats to the dock. Placing my hands on the rail I looked out over the water towards land. I loved visiting Ireland; the country was beautiful. Should I ever actually retire, this would be where I would want to spend the rest of my days.  I turned around and started walking to the bridge. Looking down at the bottom deck, I could see the guys getting the harnesses ready. There were paint buckets and brushes

Mitch  Amber made sure all the girls knew what to do. She did their makeup so that it looked like they had been beaten and messed up their hair. She told them to keep their heads down so that Liam would not recognize any of them. We loaded the girls into the container and the crane picked it up from the ship and brought it down onto the ground. During our trip, I had the guys outfit the container to make sure the girls would not be harmed when bullets started flying. I knew they were nervous, but they each agreed to play the part.  Once everyone was in place, Javier and I got into the backseat of one of the Knights and Jax got into the front seat. We were going to sit in the truck until it was time. We made sure to have everything done before Ivankov and his men showed up. Nathan came across the radio and told us there was a sniper about 500 yards out. He and Oscar were going to take him out as soon a

Mitch   I watched as the men cleaned up the mess that was left from the fight with Ivankov. The concrete was stained red from the amount of blood that flowed over it. Oliver had taken charge and was barking out orders and making sure that everyone was doing what needed to get done. It had been a little while since the response team left the port to assist the team at the compound.   Everything had been silent on their end and I was not sure what was going on. I was anxiously waiting to hear something from them. Once Oliver had given out orders, he walked over to me, “So what do you want to do with Liam and Ivankov? Are you planning to take them back to the states?”  “I’m not planning to let them go. They both need to pay for what they have done. Because of them, Jax is dead and several more of our guys are dead.”   “Let me handle it. I’ve jus