Must Date The Playboy の小説・ストーリー

Those reporters were the ones who needed answers, and would ask the dumbest or the easiest questions to get that pay raise. He pointed to a young man, wearing glasses and a crooked red tie. He cleared his throat before asking the second question "It's no surprise that you are well known throughout the tabloids for many different reasons. Tell us how you are planning to show people that you are ready to take on such a responsibility." If he says anything about Playboy Rehab I'm going to choke him. "Well, it's important to make a name out of yourself, and clearly my name is a little more...dynamic than others."

He was stupefied to see his father discussing with his Aunt’s husband – Damien’s dad, Damian Sarandon. He stopped in his tracks on the steps leading into the room and looked around hoping he wasn’t dreaming. He hoped that time had not fast forwarded without him knowing. It was still September 18 and not Christmas right?. He checked his wrist watch to confirm the date and his brows furrowed.

"You're using a blackmail threat to force me into submission." "I am using the tools at my disposal to ensure you survive the world you so desperately wanted to enter," Leo growled softly, his gaze dropping to her lips, tracking the rapid, breathless movement of her mouth. "You wanted to prove you belong among the elite, little girl? This is what it takes. Tomorrow night is the university's annual legacy gala at the hilltop estate. You are walking through those front doors as my date."

He smirked and combed his hair using his fingers. How incredible! I got turned off... a little. I laughed sarcastically and glared at him. I can't believe that I have a thing for him. If I didn't know that he was really like this, I might have been yelling at him earlier. I first saw him on my best friend's wedding day. He is one of the cousins ​​of Aamon, Allison's husband. Plus we have hung out before because Allison invited me when they had a night-out party in Washington. I only have a crush on him. But it irritates me because it's true that he can get anyone's attention. He is handsome and manly. There is no denying that he is a playboy. My friend always reminds me of that. Can you beli

Cradling it softly in my hand, his touch was light and soothing. I lifted my gaze to his, noticing the serious expression as he fiddled with his wristwatch. He smirked, “I know I’m good-looking, so don’t stare too much!” I quickly turned my eyes away from him and glanced at the watch, my cheeks flushing with warmth. I muttered a few curses at him for giving himself the wrong impression. Sometimes, I wonder what goes on in his head. “There it is. That matters, and only I can manage it. When time runs out, it rings for you to listen." He pulled out his phone from his pocket and began to scroll through it. Suddenly, it beeped. He had set the timer for 2 minutes.

She asked as she laughed again this time, it sounded more like a giggle as her eyes shined brightly. “You are the city’s certified playboy, with your vast experience with and around women, I’m sure you would know what to do. Me on the other hand, I haven’t even had my first date yet and have no basic idea on when people do other than what I see when I’m working of course.”

“Mom, why are you on his side?! Don't you know that he's a known playboy?” “Auntie, I was indeed called a playboy before. But as a man nearing his thirties, I would love to settle down with a lady I could call my home. To be completely honest, I had quite a few failed dates and it has greatly discouraged me.” Leila sneered. ‘Quite a few, huh?’ ‘But how was he able to make everything in favor of him? He was so convincing. Even I almost believed his nonsense!’ ‘Either way, what was he saying… He's going to settle down?’

He had already sold it to the tabloids before he ever walked into this building. The clock on the wall showed 11:45 PM. We had exactly fifteen minutes.....

I grudgingly got out of bed. “I have to leave for work” I stood up heading for the shower She let out a little cry of disappointment. “Haha,there’s enough for you when I get back. The condo is all yours. ******************************** I had lots of things to catch up with and I knew play time was over. I needed to take things serious,even if it meant a week. We are talking about a billonaire dollar investment here. I placed a call through the PBS signaling my new secretary to bring them in.