My Playboy Is A Don Novels & Stories

I said and he laughed "When I like a girl , I always treat her special. No need to be a creeper like Tony" That interest me , I turned to him "Have you ever liked a girl? You're a playboy. Changing girls like changing clothes" "Of course Valentine.. I might be a playboy who makeout with tons of girl but I only have one girl here" He pointed at his heart and I laughed "How can you have one girl there while you're not even fighting for her? Instead of trying to approach her , you already give her a wrong idea by making out with other girls" I said and he sighed

" I already am. " " How cool" she purred sarcastically " So what would you like me to be?" She continued her sarcasm " Your actual bodyguard? Maybe you're a bad guy and have a gang out something, and you guys do all this bad stuff and..." She rolled her eyes " You're wasting your time!" She knows he's a CEO, and she knows he's not a gang leader or is involved in all these mafia things and stuff. He's strictly a Playboy CEO, and he already have enough people protecting in at his office, and home.

"When I show you, what do I get in return?" He sunk his fingers into my waist and pulled my body upwards to his chest. His chest is thrice my brother's own, I feel pity for my lil bro already "What you get in return" And his voice is way deeper than usual "If you show me yours, I'll show you mine too" Something inside me sparked at his words. If I show him my naughty side, he shows me his side too. I wanna get to see my playboy boss in action.

WILBET — POV Every man has his price mine thirty Million dollars And how do I intend on doing that Well it's very easy honestly See, I’m not some monster—I’m a product of my upbringing. I was raised to believe I deserved the finer things in life. Private schools. Tailored suits. Cuban cigars before I was legally allowed to smoke. I used to think wealth was a birthright, not something you worked for. But when you live like that without a plan? Without a fallback?

Toyboy. “I’m a pretty-boy with issues,” he corrects. “But I’m also the face of several multi-billion-dollar brands that want me to stop being a headline for sex and start being a headline for stability. A.k.a. they want me to change my image to hot-as-hell-but-unavailable. Apparently, unavailability sells.” “Enter me.” I wonder what sex with him would be like. It can’t be worse than my previous experiences. I’m sure that last jock broke my orgasm with his pathetic thumping.

he asked. “No,” I said quietly. He smiled faintly, the kind of smile that made my stomach twist. “Let me tell you a story,” he said. “Once, a man tried to play a fast one on me. Thought he could cheat me and walk away.” He gestured around the warehouse. “So I brought him here… to Hell’s Gate.” “Look,” he ordered. My eyes followed the direction of his hand until they landed on the stretching rack. “Do you know what I did with that?” he asked.

Dennis grins at him. “It feels like you want him inside your apartment to reduce boredom?” Don Angelito looks in the other side, but his ears are reddish as well as his cheeks. “No! It’s not like what you think—“ “I know your mind is sometimes perverted, Don. I will buy protection for the both of you—“ He cannot take it anymore. He clips his lips to stop him from talking about such hideous and dirty things. Dennis knew the Don is a playboy and made many girls cry during their high school days.

“No. But he punched Dad in the nose and made it up into the store naked and screaming about aliens in the basement. The other customers just thought he was on a bad trip.” “Sounds like the good kind of trip to me. We’ll get Leo home before he scares away any of your customers,” promised Amber. Cori called Donny down to the basement to help get Leo to the car. Leo fist bumped Donny and treated the boy to another rap song. “My man Donovan. Be gettin’ all the girls when he out cruisin'. Lock up ya daughters, his mustang’s tight. He got the moves, make ‘em scream all night.” Donny’s cheeks flushed as Leo patted him on the back. “Thanks. I do have a couple girls I’m talking too right now. I like

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."

In one word he is a beauty. Ricardo was every girl's dream guy. His irresistible looks and filthy wealth made him a demi-God both in the country and beyond but unfortunately the all-mighty CEO is a playboy. Ricardo doesn't believe in love since his wretched relationship with his Ex lover ended. He believed love is just a weakness and he doesn't want to look weak before anyone and because of that he f**ks just the way he wants and has little or no patience for anything under the skirt.