Loving The Playboy Novels & Stories

“At least it’s something to keep you occupied, right?” “I really enjoy it. My father assures me I have a job with the magazine anytime I’m ready, but it will mean settling down in Manhattan.” He wrinkled his nose. “I’m not ready to do that.” She realized something about this playboy billionaire just then. Past his charming personality and his gorgeous looks, he was still a boy at heart who hadn’t matured. Spoiled little rich boy. Although Tom wasn’t perfect, at least he had a stable job and wanted a stable family—the very thing she had longed for all her life.

I don't know how much I have left but I just want to spend my all the time, thinking about him and loving him. I don't want him to think about me, once I am gone. I don't want him to live his life without any partner because of me. Seven years ago, I left him because I wanted him to move on in his life, forgetting me. I lied to him so he would never find me. It was tough for me but I did all, just for his sake. Loving him was never a option, It was need, Need of my soul, Need for being alive.

Her answer was a small smile which drew my eyes to her lips, plump and Red like they've been bitten I was enamored... I am not a saint and I do not claim to be, I've had my fair share of girls, I am what people call a playboy but with me, you get the truth, I like sex like any other guy, lots of it, and from the beginning they know it's a no strings attached deal, some get clingy but like I said I'm not in for any strings....then why is my heart beating this fast and why are my palms sweaty and why can't I peel my eyes off her.

I often thought that love wasn’t meant for me. I was in love. I had never felt this way about anyone before, and it scared me. The worst part of falling in love with a playboy was that I had no control over my feelings. I was so taken by him, so helplessly in love, that I could not bring myself to resist. I knew he was not good for me, yet I found myself helplessly drawn to him.

In short, ‘All men are jerks. It’s true, even him, he’s a jerk. He thought of sex. He even had a great collection of Playboy magazines and pictures of nude girls, but he’s different from his friend, Chuck, and other boys out there. He’s not playing like he’s a virgin, as his friend said—he could only touch one woman. That was Beatrice, his girlfriend. “I have a job in Las Vegas next week. Someone wants to hire my photography service. Would you like to come with me?”

They didn't even know me. Maybe they call me playboy because I have a lot of girls around me and that it changes every year. Hindi lang yun, I'm not innocent, I know what they're thinking. But I never been a fuckboy. I never play a girls feeling emotionally or physically. Siguro sinasabi nila iyon dahil nakikita nila na iba't ibang babae ang nakakasama ko. Pero hindi ganun Yun. I'm just being sweet and gentleman. Minamasama lang nila ang mga kilos ko. Tapos isang araw sasabihin nila na niloko ko daw sila. That they are broken because of me.

She pleaded, I could tell she already had a few drinks. “I’m not sure Nath. Where are you anyway?" "I'm here at XYLO. Do you know that awesome club that holds big parties? Join me and live a little will you? " This girl never gets tired of partying. And here I am the exact opposite. But then I realized why I’m here in the first place, to live. So, I’ve decided. "I'll be there in an hour. Wait for me outside?" I jumped out of bed to look for something to wear.

He loves Lizzy so much! "You're just a useless playboy!" Asher couldn't bear to see the glint of hatred Lizzy gave him. He just shook his head, no! Together with Lizzy, he has never been attracted to any woman, all perfection is already in Lizzy, and he does not intend to look for another girls. "Babe," said Asher softly, but Lizzy shook her head. "Don't baby me. You know, I hate you!" said Lizzy sharply. Asher can't! He tried to dive into Lizzy's eyes, but it felt foreign, not the gentle, loving gaze Lizzy gave him.

If this stranger's wallpaper was having not only a rude dude but also a playboy, that depicts the kind of person he is. Goodness! What's wrong with me? I am not usually like this but the hatred I have for Nicholas Hills ran deeper in my vein. I hate all playboys actually - reason is because they toy with peoples emotion and leave them after messing with them. Nicholas Hills was the king of all playboys, his name was known to half of the ladies in town, if not everyone, that is. Dude was still staring at me and I didn't waver either, I wasn't expecting less from him anyway.

She commented on the pictures "Yeah! But she is also one of my flings because the truth is, I am a punk; an asshole; a complete playboy; but the thing is, for the pasted three years, everyone felt that I became a playboy because of Berry White, the truth is, I became a playboy because of Padgett Ryan, my first love, the only woman that would make me change my way of life, so because I have found love, I hereby renounce my playboy lifestyle and nothing is more important to me than her, I appreciate it but I don't need the crown." He said getting down from the stage and pulling me into a kiss, then knee before me.