Playboy Korean Novels & Stories

I couldn't believe what I saw. "Oh my goodness! Are you sure he's really the one who cheated on you? He became your boyfriend?" I asked in surprise. She nodded. "Yes. He became my boyfriend for almost three weeks," she said, sadly. "W-what? Three weeks?" "Yes," she confided, "but do you know him?" "Yes. He's famous, but he's known for being a playboy. Don't you know he's a playboy, do you?" I answered. Lisa didn't answer my question if she really knows him as a playboy.

Not only has his brain shifted, but also his physical body is also affected. Last night, Jake wanted to fuck one of the bitches at the club. He had already entered the room, undressed, touched the woman, and was ready to enter the climax scene. However, he stopped when he was about to put his in and saw that the thing he was proud of didn't stand up. Even the woman who had teased him to the point of giving up made his thing stand up.

He will do whatever he wants. And yeah, they call him playboy for hurting the girl's feelings who he bedded. But it's not his fault if they left crying and broken-hearted. He did not ask for it, girls do. They just expect afters. They are the ones who hurt themselves. And most of the time, they call him fuckboy. Yeah, that is the exact term for him. He just fuck, he is just interested with their pussies, not their heart. His phone rang after a minute. He answered it while zipping his pants with his other hand.

he told me with a naughty smirk as I continued to stare at the gift. When Kira had told me her boyfriend was a playboy and pretty naughty, I’d thought that she was only saying those things as she was tired of the relationship but now I saw that she was right. “How do you expect me to like this?” I asked him as I continued to stare at the gift. “I thought you must have forgotten your panties in some hotel so I thought of getting you a whole pack of them so that you will never run out of them” he told me and I rolled my wyes.

"But I thought you always liked Chris Hemsworth." Amelia's heart skipped a beat. She had completely forgotten that Lucinda knew about her former obsession with the Thor actor. Panic flashed across her face for a split second before she forced a casual laugh. "Oh, you know how it is," Amelia said, waving her hand. "I still think Chris is hot, but have you seen Jungkook's abs? They're like, sculpted by the gods or something. Plus, BTS's music is so catchy, I just couldn't resist falling for them."

Including this one. He was tall, muscular, Chiseled, handsome, Rich...And he was a Playboy. He easily got whatever had an attractive body with panties underneath to his bed in mere days. He walked into his luxurious penthouse after the elevator opened, and towards his bedroom. The room he had been in before was the normal room where he usually brought women. Here, he was alone and doesn't have some annoying scent clinging to his bed. And he's going to have to scrub himself to get rid of the one all over his body right now.

He complained and I could've almost pinched his cheek there because that was possibly the cutest thing I've ever heard from the player. I laughed. "Well, I think it's time for my tight-jean girlfriend to go home." I said smirking. Aaron only smirked back, coming closer to me. "I told you I'd prove it." He murmured eyeing me with a playful glint. I rolled my eyes, ignoring my heartbeat. "Aaron.." But I was interrupted mid-riff when Aaron lifted the hem of his shirt and slid it off, revealing his toned torso. He stood in front of me smirking and moved his hands to the button of his jeans. I stared at his hands. I was speechless. I just stood and stared. Aaron unbuttoned his jeans and slid them

"Come on! Classified missions? We've looked into you. Your parents are just poor farmers. You don't even have a brother-in-law. Someone online just recognized your sister. She was a massage therapist!" Josephine gasped. "The photos have been taken down, but someone just messaged me about them. He's willing to pay ten thousand dollars per photo for this set." She pointed at the photo of Jacob stubbing out the cigarette in Natasha's mouth. "They even said they'd be willing to pay 30 million dollars for an ashtray like this!" The men grew extremely excited. "Who knew her death could be worth so much?" "Even though there's not much of her lower body left, the buyer could have her head as an asht

The realization that my golden boy era was dead now and the mafia's toy had been born tonight broke me even further. How long can I play this deadly game before it completely kills me?

Jack nodded in understanding. "I... Was a playboy". Daniel started with a deep sigh. "There was no one in the university, spared from me. I was a Bi. Interested in both girls and boys. In school, in our neighborhood. One night stands. I would never remember their names or even faces. My friends, or I should better say my enemies, they had their eyes and ears all over the places. New transfer. New admissions. Best in any faculty. It was all fun for me. But yes I never imposed myself on anyone. It’s another issue that I never needed to.