Never Too Far Novel

Jesslyn pursed her red lips, torn between wanting to assert herself around Zacharias and fearing to defy him. “Fine!” she uttered while getting to her feet. With a reluctant expression, she picked up her bag and glanced at the man on the bed, her eyes filled with lust. You’re not allowed to shoo me off once your injury recovers, okay, Zacharias?” She had been abroad, busy with exams, and had returned only the previous night.

He nodded, his primary concern being her departure.

Shirley followed Jesslyn to the elevator. As they waited for the elevator, Jesslyn turned and scrutinized Shirley from head to toe. “Are you Zacharias’ bodyguard? Do you stick to him for 24 hours a day?”

Shirley nodded. “Yes.”

Jesslyn’s eyes betrayed a cautious glint. She recalled Zacharias had never had female bodyguards before. Hence, she mused, I can’t believe he found a slender, good-looking female bodyguard. This might not be good news. After all, he’s a respected man. If she’s interested in him, she could easily win him over. “Well, I suggest that you focus on your job. Don’t you dare come up with any nasty ideas in that head of yours,” she uttered in a threatening voice.

Shirley frowned. “You’re overthinking it,” she replied.

However, we’ll see more of each other from now on. I hope I’m just overthinking it. I’m not going to let you off the hook so easily if I find out that you’re interested in Zacharias,” she warned in an

to be so arrogant. “I’m just

gazed at her reflection in the mirrored doors, stealing one more glance at Shirley.

wore branded items and had a face full of makeup. Despite Shirley’s plain look, she didn’t seem any less attractive than Jesslyn-in fact, she seemed more elegant and graceful than Jesslyn.

Jesslyn stepped out of the lift, she turned to address Shirley.

walked away. She muttered, I don’t like dealing with arrogant. women like her. She then returned to the elevator and went

her, and

corridor and headed directly toward Shirley. “The dining area

nod. “Have you investigated the incident, Captain Barlowe? Who

could tell that the woman before his eyes was no regular woman. He wasn’t even sure if Imogen was her real now. However, the one thing that he was sure of was that this woman was a trustworthy person. “So far, the investigations show that the explosives had been purchased from some underground black market. The suicide bomber was a late-stage cancer patient and a seemingly passionate individual. He wasn’t