Adrien's Bodyguard Novels & Stories

But something about Damon had broken his rhythm. Maybe it was the way Damon had leaned toward his mother when Luca lined up the shot. Maybe it was how human he looked. Adrian’s voice echoed in Luca’s earpiece. “You’re being inserted as close protection. Full access. Finish it clean this time.” Luca didn’t respond. He already knew the consequences of silence. Damon met his new bodyguard in the elevator. The man was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a plain black suit that didn’t quite conceal the lethal grace beneath it. Dark hair fell carelessly over sharp gray eyes. A thin scar traced his jawline.

Pain and surprise flashed over him, but the second man’s grin only widened. “You’ve got spirit,” he said. “I like that.” Before they could close in, a shadow fell across the floor. They both froze, color draining from their faces. “I thought you were dead,” one whispered. “I am not easy to kill,” a low, calm voice said. I looked up and froze. It was Adrian, Vale’s personal bodyguard. His presence was like steel, a wall that had appeared just when I needed it. He stepped forward, placing himself squarely between me and the men.

he roared. From outside, several bodyguards in black suits rushed in with wielding batons. They glared menacingly at Sebastian. "Kill him!" Adrian commanded. The bodyguards charged at Sebastian. But within seconds, they were all lying on the ground and groaning in pain. Seeing this, Adrian was terrified. He stepped back and stammered, "W-What are you going to do to me?" Sebastian didn't say anything and kicked Adrian again, sending him sprawling. Adrian vomited up the alcohol in his stomach and writhed in agony.

“That’s not taking it into your grave--you know what, never mind!” “Uh-huh,” I nod with a disbelieving look and he rubs his face in frustration. “I keep an eye on a lot of things--!” Adrian whines after a while, still bothered about my “accusation”, “I just happen to know--” “Adrian,” I cut him off, his eyes follow my sight, and the smile fades from his face. Walking toward us is Jack Fuller, followed by four bodyguards.

Instead of answering, one of the burly men shifted to the side. ​Right behind that massive figure, Adrian’s two personal bodyguards could be seen lying pitifully on the hallway floor. One of them was still unconscious, covered in bruises. Seeing Adrian’s expression instantly turn grim upon discovering his men had been incapacitated, A quiet laugh escaped her. "See? How stupid of you to think I’d fall for your little trap." Anna glanced at her bodyguard. "Hit him... and keep him conscious." The bodyguard immediately swung his fist, landing a blow right in Adrian’s stomach.

"They'll be working directly under my command." The three men stepped forward simultaneously. "Miss Adriana," Enzo said, "I'd like you to meet the Trio. Your father personally assigned them to protect you." "'Trio?' That's the best name you could come up with? Sounds ridiculous." She folded her arms. "So Dad really assigned me four bodyguards?" "Three bodyguards," Enzo corrected calmly. "And one Head of Security." Adriana rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Enzo opened the passenger door of the Bugatti and looked at her. "Are you ready to see your father?"

The bodyguards said, “She’s having a chat with Mr. Devin. The company is closed right now. No one is allowed to enter.” Adrian paused. How was this possible? Rue said that Samantha had been waiting for his return. Was it all just a show? *** Adrian was annoyed because Samantha was not loyal to him. She was meeting a man so late at night? So much for Rue appreciating her. He took a deep breath and walked forward. “Are you deaf or do you want to get a beating?” The two men grew angry. They were Devin Williams’ bodyguards and had been instructed to guard the building entrance. They rushed over because Adrian insisted on going in.

“Look at me.” I lift my chin but don’t soften. “You think he’s better than me?” Adrian asks quietly. “Is that what this is?” “I never said that.” “You didn’t have to.” He laughs under his breath, sounding bitter. “So you’re running from one powerful man to another. Trading ranks now?” My jaw tightens. “Move.” “You even have his bodyguards following you,” he adds, as if that proves something. “You think I didn’t see him?” Bodyguards. What is he talking about? Did someone follow me here?

“You’re sick.” Adrian smiled sadly. “No. I’m devoted. When I worked at Apex Veil, I saw how lonely you were. All that power, all that control, and no one who truly understood the weight you carried. I tried to get closer. I submitted proposals to improve your personal security. They called me unstable and fired me.” His expression darkened for a moment. “But I never stopped watching. I learned everything about you. Your four-hour sleep schedule. The way you prefer black coffee. How you touch your throat when you’re anxious. How you leave things Kane touches untouched for days.”

Opening it, I find Adair talking to the bodyguards and as soon as his eyes land on me he stops the conversation. “That will do for know.” He says to them motioning for them to get back to their position. Even beside Andrew and Cole he is not only taller than them, but also looks more intimidating even though both of them have guns. His aurora of power and dominance stems off of him that even without a weapon I'm pretty sure he could kill someone. I should just ask him to be my bodyguard. I don’t think that would really be a good idea. He walks inside, his spicy cologne invading my scent as he walks past me and makes his way to the living room. Taking a seat on the couch, I take a seat across