Novel & Cerita My Playboy Is A Don

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“I don't have any feelings for you and I don't know, how can I play with you even though you've been so good to me all this time.” *** Dio's ass was like burning due to a hot video that suddenly went viral in cyberspace. If the player in the video has nothing to do with him, he's probably fine. However, the player in the video is Jake and one of the women he thinks is his ex.

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.

When we do it for love, it’s even better. Their life isn’t that normal. Their lives are always at risk. However, she has no regrets that she was part of THE PLAYBOY’S DOWNFALL.

News of Daniel's arrest spread like wildfire and sparked lots of discussion. After all, the don of a mafia being imprisoned was not exactly a small matter. In the mediation room, Pedro slammed his palm on the table, fury written all over his face. He yelled at me, "Come on, Rosalie! No matter what Daniel did, he's still your fiance! Nothing good will come out of making a circus out of this. Withdraw the charges immediately!" Siding with Pedro, Dad chimed in, "He's right, Rosalie. We're all family. Why make an issue out of this? If Daniel goes down, my business is finished. For my sake, can't you—"

"He came here alone. No weapons. No backup. He's not attacking. He's making a point." "The point is that he can reach you. He was inside my penthouse, Essa. He took photos of you in my home." His voice cracked on the last word, and the sound of it—the Don's voice cracking—made my chest ache. "I promised I'd keep you safe."

Aaron then turned to Alessandro and said, “Hi, old man. I like your look although you look like a bad guy from the movies.” Aaron’s words had almost everyone in the house gasp audibly. Adrian spoke, “I am really sorry about it. He has been pampered a lot.” Alessandro gave a reassuring smile to Adrian, “That is all okay.” He then turned to Aaron, “Hi, young man. By the way, I am a bad guy. I am the Don.” “Oh really. Would you like to play a game with me?” Aaron bet while showing off the gun in his hand.

Elena Golding’s life was finally looking up. She had just landed a job at Wyatt Enterprises, and the hospital had called with a miracle: a potential kidney donor for her sick sister. But everything crashes the moment she walks into her boyfriend’s apartment and finds him in bed with another woman. To make matters worse, the hospital delivers a devastating blow. The donor organ is ready, but the upfront medical fees are completely out of her reach. With her credit cards maxed out and time running out to save her sister's life, Elena is desperate. Oliver Wyatt is a billionaire playboy whose reckless lifestyle is about to cost him everything. To officially take over his family's company, the

“But everything changed the moment I saw him do something dangerous. Something darker than I ever thought a person was capable of. I wanted to believe he had a reason. But no matter what that reason was, he had no right to hurt anyone.” He fell silent for a moment, jaw working like the next words cost him something. “I’ve never told anyone this. Not even my mother. It’s been sitting in my chest like a stone for years.” He looked at me then, something breaking open behind his eyes. “But I’m glad I’m finally sharing it with you.” He paused, drawing another breath, before continuing. “I used to be a playboy,” he said. “I slept around, flirted with anyone who caught my eye — it never meant anyth

“I chose you to be my fake boyfriend because you are a playboy and playboys don't do love and I promised myself not to fall in love with a playboy. How can I believe you when you said that you love me?" He chucked. “What made you think that I'm a playboy? Little bunny, I can't believe you chose me because you think I'm a playboy. You said you won't fall in love with a playboy but why does it look like you have fallen in love with this playboy standing in front of you." I can't believe he will tease me in a time like this and I still can't believe that I'm no longer afraid of him like I should be.