Paradise Gentleman Novels & Stories

He left ! ********** At night . He was drunk intoxicatingly. They came to this club Paradiso ​With his investors . His mind clouded as he glance at the dancer performing pole dancing . She sensually moved her half naked body around the pool receiving all the cheering and howling from hungry man . She was best at what she was doing . His mind flooded with reminiscent of the gorgeous sceneries he saw at the morning . His lips dry and cold . He needed her . The girl performing the pole dance placed a sweet smile on her face . He blinked his eyes as he started imagining her as his little bird . Her smile , her hairs , her body he wanted everything . The foreigner show her half naked breast

“Listen Molly, I hardly go after a girl, they come after me. Womanizers woo the girls, have sex with them then dump them. I, on the other hand, mind my business and they approach me, their eyes and body language telling me what they want. And as a true gentleman, I can’t see a damsel in distress and not rescue her, my ancestors will be disappointed in me if I do that.” “I see,” I nodded, “I figured it out.” “Have you now,” he smiled, raising an eyebrow, his eyes twinkling in the moonlight like tiny stars. “Yes, you are…a man whore.” Adrian laughed, he ran his fingers through his wet hair, still laughing. “No, no I’m not,” he denied, “what I am is a true gentleman, I am always at my lady’s se

He just looked at me and then looked at Jasper and back at me, then he nodded. “I guess my work here is done, I should be going now,” he said and then looked at Jasper. Jasper steps up and reaches his hand at Valen. “Thank you for all of the help, Mr. Craige,” Jasper said. Valen accepted his hand and they shook hands. He just nodded and then looked at me. He started walking away already with his guards, I watched him enter his car. He didn’t even look back once anymore. This is the end of our story, I may or may not see him anymore but I know that I can’t step in their territory anymore. His wonderful paradise. I won’t be able to see the beautiful flowers and clear water at the river. The lo

For Eura, it doesn’t look like a happy smile—more like bitter. “You’re right though. It was nice to hear some words like that.” She heard him sighed heavily. He looked at her and give her a small smile. “Anyway, my cousin, Grey. He is the owner of Paradise Club. There’s a huge party tonight because it’s his birthday. I hope to see you there. I am very certain that the party will be a blast,” Lander said and smiled, flashing his white teeth. “Oh . . . I’ll give it a try. There’s someone I met in the that invited me too. So, I will surely go to that party,” she replied.

Arabella held her composure for a moment and replied calmly, "My background doesn't matter; Reginald's kindness to me suffices— not only him but his grandfather, grandmother, mother, and sister have also shown me great respect." Mrs. Fiona found her animosity met with steel-like courtesy, which left her feeling frustrated. Her anger flared, "That's because of their upbringing! You're simply unworthy, so don't pretend to be humble!" At that moment, a cold and dignified male voice intervened. "Arabella needs no pretense because she is nothing short of golden—a perfect match for me, entirely worth it!" Hearing the voice, Arabella turned to look. A tall, burly gentleman in a dark suit strode tow

Steep cliffs towered overhead as a waterfall thundered down into a crescent-shaped lake below, the roar of the water nearly deafening. Prodded forward by the muzzle of a gun, Lucas soon spotted a tall man standing inside a pavilion by the lake. Dressed in a black shirt, the man's entire bearing radiated deadly authority. Even from a distance, he inspired fear. Reginald. The president of THE PHOENIXFELL EMPIRE's largest consortium—a man whose power reached the heavens, one no one dared provoke. “The head of the ThankGod family comes to my territory, yet doesn't even dare use the front gate?”

Charlotte was puzzled and asked the waitress, "Did he say anything?" The waitress thought momentarily and recalled that the gentleman had a cold expression, not looking pleased. She looked at Charlotte again, with her hair loose, animal pajamas on, and black-framed glasses on her nose. Though still beautiful, she appeared somewhat casual. Then she looked at the man under the light, dressed in luxury and radiant like an exhibit in a high-end boutique. No matter how you looked at it, they didn't seem to know each other. Besides, he didn't seem like the type of man who would try to converse with someone.

His eyes went wide, and I panicked. “I mean, I uh....” I closed my eyes and took a quick breath. “I mean, you saved me from my aunts. And from being dateless. And I'm having a really nice time with you. And I would like to get to know you better.” I smiled up at him, hoping he didn't find me too crazy. “I'm not trying to be nosey.” His face relaxed slightly. “Well, I work for the government of Paradisa,” he said slowly. “And I would love to tell you all about it, but it's top-secret.”

“Oh. My. God” “Shit!” he says at the same time, why? is it some kind of penance I have to pay? Why does the universe insist on taking it out on me? Why can't things be perfect? Life is cruel and it hates me. “Ahemm” I hear someone clearing his throat “Good afternoon Miss Swan, it's a delight to see you again, the world is a very small place. I am Vitto Parisi, your new business partner,” says the older man kindly.

“Are you deaf, sir?!” No response from Louis. He kept walking out of the alley. “Oy, you bastard! I said put me down!” Louis glanced at the girl. Then, he walked to the shiny black luxury car parked near to there. Several pairs of eyes stared at them strangely because Tiara kept screaming and spitting out harsh words to curse the man who was carrying her. His pride fell. ‘This girl is really troublesome.’ The man in dark gray hair shows his respects, opened the rear door of the luxury car so that his master could enter. After the both of them entered, Lee closed the car door quickly. The tall man walked around and got into the car. “Let’s go to my mansion.” “Yes, Your Highness.” ***