Bodyguard by Anna Kendra

red at his older

he asked the golden-haired, green-eyed

mediately tell that the two weren't related. And th

urner Security and James Bay Medical Center in Canada. While Christian had fair skin and a lean built, Julian ha

was one thing about the older brother, however, that stood out more than his intimidating height. It was the s

brother said instead. "I'm not going to let our parents' hard

free will, and no one ever complained about it when it was time for him to leave. He wanted to say that to Christian, come up with some excuse that he

clenched at his sides. "I swear I'll be worth it.

. But I'm willing to give you one last chance." His emerald eyes met Julian's electric blue ones, making sure that his little

aut over his cheekbones, as he nodded in

t for his own sake,

the sympathetic stares directed at him by the employees. Apparently, Sia Milton went into these sudden "creative sprees" and would lock herself up in her office for hours o

Julian had never seen Sia Milton even though she was close to being a celebrity with her popularity. She shies away from the media and even avoids coming to her own fashion shows. He

n the first place, waiting for a woman who ran a fashion house who had so much ego but no respec

m it. He was the best in his field with a hundred percent job completion rate. It was his character, or rather the lack of it, he feared. He knew he ha

s away. But it was a shame that he always found himself involved with either his client's daughter or his wife. This was also why he hadn't yet had the opportunity of guarding a w

ht years for its quality for a decent price. Their products were known for their durable materials, as well as their casual, wearable designs which flatter not only those from the upper cl

tage the company, not the owner, not to mention to attempt an abduction of her thirteen-year-old son. He was cycling his way back from school on a rainy day, and the str

pencil skirt, white shirt, and pink killer high heels was giving him some serious come-hither looks. And

tary's desk began to ring. She picked it up hastily and started answering with quick "Yes, Ma'am

ad finished her phone call, who in turn blushed and po

ket and picked up the file in his hand. Then, he walked to