Loving The Playboy Novels & Stories

“I'm telling you because I love you and I wouldn't want you to be hurt. I see you very excited for that guy, and it can be seen from leagues that he is a player.” “A what?” I frown. “A player! One of those who only seek casual sex, have a good time, use you and then… if I've seen you I don't remember.” “Well, I don't think I'm just a game for Daniel,” I tell her. “Harper.” She puts a hand on my shoulder. “I can't help looking at said hand with some annoyance. Do not fool yourself. When women fall in love, we seek to exalt that person who makes us sigh and...”

******* Soon they fell into a particular rhythm. They would have lunch together at the office, go on dates on friday nights and go to church together on Sundays. Six months had already passed been since their first date and Crystal never regretted going on that date with him. She was crazily in love with him and she believed he loved her too. He was the best boyfriend anyone could ask for and her life couldn't be more perfect. What exactly did I do to deserve him... She wondered as her eyes landed on the recent bouquet of roses he got her. He knew she loved flowers so he sent them regularly.

Archer said as i signed. "All this is rubbish… i remember telling you that she is a whore and that's the reason she was relaxed, and quit that word love i can never love someone like her please" i said as everywhere went cold in silence. Anyways it's far better than saying rubbish stuff. Archer is always very wicked when it comes to this truth or dare game and each time i refuse to play there persuasion would push me into playing it and at the end i would end up the fool, saying no or shying away from a dare makes me look like a coward and not just that i will end up being a chauffeur to my friends… like who can stand such embarassment but in the case of liking aurora it's a no no issue, Aur

He didn't throw a glance at me and focused on driving. Is he in love with me? I don't want to assume things. That would be the last thing I would think of at this moment because I know what will happen if I will let my heart do its job. I have never seen him break girls' hearts but I know he isn't a good one to deal with. He will dump you after using you. "What made you become a playboy?" I asked him out of nowhere. I have seen some movies of the playboy, the reason they become one and I want to know what happened before that made him how he is today.

Xander chuckled. “Exactly. I mean, you are the playboy. Why would I ever be interested in a playboy?” I smirked at him. Xander becomes silent at that. “Hey! I wasn’t mocking you.” I told him. “If I wasn’t a playboy, would that have made people like me better? Would you have liked me more?” Xander asked me as he looked me in the eye. “Xander, I am your best friend because of who you are as a person. I don’t care if you are a playboy or a nerd. I love you as you are.” I tell him. Xander nodded with a small smile. “I love you too.” He replied.

Thirty-One Florence was astonished to hear those words uttered by Chaos. The term “playboy” was completely unexpected, and she could not believe that she had heard it from his lips. He was a man with an amazing background, work ethic and really respectable background, but she had absolutely no idea that this man, standing right in front of her as he was leaning his butt against his expensive and massive desk. He bravely told her and confessed to her that he was a freaking playboy.

Desmond stared at me for some seconds and smiled, “I won't deny that use to be my everyday dream seeing Liam finally fall in love and then I'll make him go through all things things I went through, but all these years I just realized I was wronged and hating on my friend for a silly bitch, it was all a misunderstanding” “A misunderstanding?” “Yeah, do you know why Liam became a playboy?” “Why?” I asked with my gaze focused on him “Because I made him one, back in high school Liam was already popular with his good looks and wealthy family, so girls Glocks around him but he doesn't mess around, not until my cheating girlfriend came and destroyed everything.

I warned, trying to set boundaries He ignored me, sifting through the papers with a brazen disregard for my privacy. His expression remained unrepentant, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Can you at least pretend to be happy to see me?" he asked, his voice tinged with sarcasm. "You're invading my privacy."I snapped He looked up, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "I came to bond with you, my son," He said, his voice empty of genuine emotions "Too late, Dad. You had your chance when I was young, but you chose to be a philandering playboy over being a present Father” I scoffed

“Then let's burn for all I care. Let's see how brave you are when there's no crowd to cheer you on.” The game was no longer about love. It was about destruction — about revenge. And I had just gotten started.

So possessive! To Zaybabe: Morning bitch. Ryle and I are meeting up to talk later. Why did you change your contact name on my phone? From Zaybabe: Why are you calling me babe? Okay, if that's your decision. I'll always be here for you. I love you so much. Promise me you'll only be with me? To Zaybabe: I promise. ~Ylluscion