Retired Playboy Logo Novels & Stories

"The Playboy logo. You know, the bunny? It's small, and unnoticeable from far away, but it still looks fucking horrible." "Why haven't you gotten it removed?" He shrugs, a smirk on his lips. "I don't know. I guess it fit well with my character so I kept it." Sebastian then asks if I have any tattoos, and I tell him that I don't. "Unfortunately, I'm rather boring," I say humorously. "I don't think so," Sebastian replies, and with the toying gaze of his eyes, stares at me over the rim of his whiskey glass. **

He engages himself in conversation with business partners and I take a leave from them. If Dad is retiring how will the business run. Nikkie was crappy at her job. Did she get any better or is she still the same? “I don’t believe what you said,” Caleb’s voice breaks my chain of thoughts and I turn and look at him. He still looks good. I scoff internally. He is on the eligible bachelor list for a reason. Only if they could mention his characteristics. Not faithful and a pretentious asshole. “What?” “That you are married. If you are then who is the guy?”

someone else added and Xavier turned to look at him with pursed lips. "This issue has actually been talked about and sorted out by our lawyers , I have no idea why Mr Fred would do this again!" "The go gaming app wasn't copied from him and that's on period!" He snapped almost angrily. "What about the video going around about you and your assistant being in a fake marriage because of your inheritance" someone else asked immediately. "Thank God you called it my inheritance because I see no reason why it should concern you" He replied immediately . "My marriage to Ariel is none of the public business , and I don't need to explain anything to anyone " he added.

I let out a deep sigh and started to open my mouth and speaks to him again, "Aren't you going to hurt women again, are you? For example, we're done... I mean, we decided to stop pretending to the eyes of the public that we're having a relationship. You won't go back from being a playboy, huh? Are you going to live your life far from being a playboy?" I asked him. He shrugged his shoulders.

He was hanging a last picture on the ribbon, hanging at the wall when something caught his eyes. He squinted his eyes to catch the image but couldn’t get. He picked up his laptop and browsed through the pictures until he found the one. He zoom it at Jack's wrist and his breath hitched. It was a tattoo. Jack Daniel in an infinity loop. An endless chain. --- Tabby

"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

I couldn't get him to sleep with me by wearing a hat with his favourite team on it. I kept on scrolling, and there were lots of pictures of the two of them together. In most of them, Salma was basically throwing herself at him. But in others, he seemed genuinely happy. He smiled like I'd never seen him smile before, and he looked exactly how you would imagine a male model would. By the time I reached the bottom of Salma's page (which went all the way back to 2015), I had a decent understanding of Beck Ryder.

" I slapped him hard and he is feeling bad... Now, don't you go hulk on him? " " That is not enough, I don't want a man assisting you who proposed you knowing very well that you are happily married to me. There is no suitable explanation for that. " " He had a drink or two in the party and was not in his senses. " " That is not an excuse. Fire him now or I will go and beat him to a pulp. " she closed her eyes and nodded. I never liked that guy from the beginning. She is so famous worldwide now. She got many offers for modelling but she said she was better off behind the camera only.

I can't freaking go on some pleasure quest at this age! I'm a Playboy, not a child abuser! I felt scared.

he asked "why" I said "don't know I think so better that play boy is best than this good boy" he laughed and said "you can't bare that playboy princess you will be scared" he kissed on my cheeks I pushed him and turned away he hugged me more tightly and said "don't do that princess if you are angry just hit me but don't push me away" he is pleading me like a kid I said "no iam not angry iam just confused" he asked "confusion about what princess"