Novel & Cerita Books About The Playboy Mansion

I frown and follow him out of my room. “What are we going to do?” “We’re gonna play…” he opens a door and my heart skips a beat. “Is this some ‘Fifty Shades of Gray’ type of playroom?” He chuckles and shakes his head. “I never bought any girls home. There was no need for a playroom here.” He turns and walks backwards into the room. My eyes are fixed on him. “Although now that you are my official girlfriend. We can turn this room into a sex dungeon.“

I was curious and maybe a bit too excited. The monstrosity of the mansion was what alarmed me. I lived with my grandparents and grew up mingling with the wealthy. I've seen big houses and ridiculously too-big mansions for people to flaunt their riches. But this... Nero's so-called den blew those houses off the market. Hell, the whole complex can occupy one of the small private islands I visited when I was younger. Mm...maybe I was exaggerating but sure does look like it. "Well, this is not the den I was imagining. But given you cheated your way in piling money over the centuries I guess it was expected." I whistled appreciatively as I looked into the expansive yet very elegant foyer that can

Eve The Mansion is eighteen thousand square feet of limestone, marble, and silk. It has fourteen bedrooms, a library that rivals the one in Beauty and the Beast, and a garden that looks like it belongs in a French chateau. It is currently the most expensive prison in North America. I pace the length of the library, my heels clicking a sharp, agitated rhythm on the hardwood floor. I’ve walked this path twenty times in the last hour. By the door, two of the four guards assigned to be my shadow shift their weight. They look miserable. They know I’m miserable. We are all trapped in a feedback loop of mutual misery.

“I agree. If there’s anything to breathe new life into Edge—” “We’re doing so poorly, we’ve all grown so scared; we’re all reporting from safe, scared places, afraid to push the button in case we explode. We’re already withering here. We need to write about the topics that scare us, fascinate us . . . and nobody fascinates this city more than our billionaire bachelors. Do you know who I’m talking about?” “The playboys?” Her lips twist. “The worst of them all.” She pulled out another magazine. I stared at the cover, which said Angel or Devil? “James Godfrey,” I whispered.

I've got a playboy for a husband, so this was expected. I got out of the car and asked Oliver to wait there for Nick. I waited till I got a taxi and gave him the mansion's address. By the time I reached the mansion it was already dark. I already tried on all the new clothes which fit me perfectly. I'm going to wear this to the club the next time I go. Nick still wasn't here. I don't know what he's doing with that witch for so long. "Hello.... is anyone there?" I heard a familiar voice.

“It was the original homestead. Gus built it when he first got this land and the mansion, back when the royal family gifted it to him. He had plans for a life in this cottage. A family. But when Judy made it clear she wasn’t interested in coming here to play happy families, he walked away from it.” I frown. “So this place has just been sitting here, empty?” “Pretty much,” Viktor nods. “Gus used the mansion to house all the valuable things he collected over the years. But the cottage? That was supposed to be the heart of his family life. When Judy shut him down, he shut it down too.” I glance at the neglected structure, the overgrown garden, the cobwebs clinging to the windows. “Seems like he

“He will reject her. He is a playboy and doesn't want anything to tie him down, especially a child.” “How are you sure he is still a playboy, Anna?” Sasha questioned. “Have you forgotten that you left this city for five years? After your departure, Roland changed for good. He made waves and took over his father's company. He had to quit to go that high. He was no longer seen at clubs or with women, and I can testify to that, because I did a lot of research on him. He's a changed person now, Anna.” Annabel wondered why Sasha was siding him so much. “Did you get bribed or something?”

she said. He sat upright and said, "wow! Ida, I adore your mentality. Not many women are like you. Other women who has come to act as Beau's mummy always breach the most important part of the contract by claiming they fall in love with me , I immediately throw them out of my estate." "Your estate?" "My boss's estate, I mean." He quickly corrected himself. Ida hummed, "so your boss owns the most expensive estate in the country?" "Yes. My boss is very powerful." He said and after a few seconds of silence, he said," I think we can work together for a long time."

I have to admit that in the past, I never would have looked at a woman bigger than a size 28, and yes, I am aware of how much of an arsehole that makes me. So what is it about her that drives me crazy? “Let’s go, Mr Somersett,” she says as she gets into the passenger side. As we drive off, I smile at her annoyed face, knowing that I will get her to thaw soon enough. When we reach Sebastian’s mansion, I see her eyes widen at the massive place. I still don’t understand why they chose to stay at this estate when the both of them loved the villa they used to occupy. I could never buy such an enormous place; it is a waste of an expense which is why I prefer my villa out of town.

Coming out from the mansion, rows of intimidating men stood side by side, my demeanor turned cold and domineering, a stack contrast to my behavior with my family. "The warehouse!" THE END