Retired Playboy Logo Novels & Stories

he mumbled under his breath, hoping I won't catch the words but I clearly did. Can Jason ever change his playboy styles? Having casual flings with numerous girls and trashing them aside afterwards. He literally treats them like shits! "Get back to work" He dismissed me, already on his own work. I went back to my office to reply some important emails before making Miss Andrew's coffee. As my fingers danced on the keyboard, typing, Jason's lifestyle did not leave my mind and slowly my head started shifting to the club scenes again, somewords echoing loudly in my ears.

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He could feel her excitement, the first time Luke partnered up with someone for a deal in the company, he had been so giddy that he went to a stripclub, thereby earning his name playboy. He didn’t even touch either of them, just sat there and watched. But because his mothers death was still fresh then, and people knew him to be her child, he had paparazzi following him around and that was how he was captured. He received a backlash for it from his father and grandmother, and only remembered people from his mothers family calling him to make sure he was okay. He sighed, pushing the memory to the back of his head as he walked out to the kitchen again. Maybe he wasn’t as excited as her. She was

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.

The notice remained pinned to the homepage for six months. Additionally, TerraVantage Group sent out a warning to industry peers, ensuring Babi’s name was added to their no-hire lists. The official statement and industry alert were personally drafted by James.

--- 📌HEADLINE: THE BILLIONAIRE EVERY WOMAN WANTS “Alex Phillips photographed again at Mira Lounge — mystery brunette sits beside him.” “Five women claim they were ‘seeing’ the CEO at the same time.” “Alex Phillips: playboy or private?” Luke kept scrolling. And stopped again. His face darkened slowly. --- 📌HEADLINE: MODEL SCANDAL — CYNTHIA ROSE PULLS A GUN ON CEO ALEX PHILLIPS “Shock at wedding: Supermodel Cynthia Rose arrested after pointing a gun at Phillips Global’s CEO.”

His expression shifted again, and I realized with disgust that his desperate quest for reconciliation had nothing to do with love or regret. "The Royal Pack could help rebuild what I've lost," he said, his mask finally slipping completely. "I could offer you a thousand million to leave him. We could start over, and—" Ethan let out a bark of mocking laughter. "A thousand million?" He casually produced a folded document from his jacket pocket—a voided pack territory deed—and tossed it onto the ground in front of Derek. "That's the deed to your former territory. Completely worthless now. And you think you can buy my mate?" Ethan's voice was filled with contempt. "This single piece of jewelry sh

"It seems there was a slight mix-up earlier with the cover unveiling. But not to worry - we have the actual milestone 30th anniversary issue right here!" One of the stagehand-looking guys set the heavy carton down in front of the headmaster with a grunt of effort. Slowly, the man reached to pull away the box flaps, revealing the magazines nestled inside. This was it... My dad would see Ella's face broadcasted publicly and she would forever be in his crosshairs for retaliation. Sucking in a sharp breath, I watched with focus as the principal reached inside and carefully extracted one of the magazines with both hands. Then, with one final dramatic pause, the headmaster straightened up and slow

Nah, she deserved an oscar for that one. I had allowed them enjoy their little game but then I noticed the little seductress had forgotten her panties which I took and placed in my pants’ pocket. "Are they gone?" I had called my security team to be sure i could leave. "Yes sir," he replied. Disconnecting the call, I laid back in bed smiling to myself. I am Raymond, Raymond Ender, one of the wealthiest men in the country and those two gullible girls thought i wouldn’t know of their little games.