Rich Playboy Novels & Stories

He shrugged again. I widened my eyes in realization, "no way, you are a singer?" "Well, a rapper, ten million followers on social media but you know, no big deal." He chuckled. "What the fuck? Oh my gosh, what about Five and Jay, those guys some celebrities too?" I had just met two famous people and I hadn't even realized it. "Nah, Five's Anthony's brother, you won't hear much from him, barely speaks. Jay on the other hand, he's a model but he keeps it low key. That bastard is top ten most paid models in the world right now." He told me.

Was he here to mock me too? I remained silent, my eyes locked onto his. He was beautiful. That much, I had to admit. But then again, most of these rich kids were. They had flawless skin, expensive haircuts, toned bodies—money had given them a glow the rest of us could only dream of. I was just lucky that God had made me naturally beautiful, or else I would have stood out even more. I watched as he walked over to a cupboard near the smoker’s table, pulling out a first-aid kit.

She could have easily become one. “Heard what?” I thrust forward, and my interest peaked. “Richard is a famous playboy. He never sleeps with any human with boobs and pussy twice.” Gosh! I balanced my elbows on the countertop, burying my face into my palms and momentarily raking my hair with my fingers, messing it up – Something I spent almost hours styling before coming here. Can this become any worse? My parents were pairing their only child and daughter with a fucking playboy and I bet they didn’t even know.

His Own Undoing - His Nightmare Rory John Gates The man that has it all, beautiful beyond words, sexy as hell endowed with the body that can set every girls heart on fire and isn't afraid to flaunt it. He is a businessman and successful entrepreneur. Arrogant, bossy, ruthless, cold-hearted, controlling and has no respect for anyone on the surface of the earth. He gets any girl he wants with just a snap of his finger and they'll do whatever it takes to please and make him happy, he doesn't need to have much stress getting different girls in bed because common he is the only son of THE RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD and has all the attention anyone can get and he makes use of it.

I can't believe Henrico, thinking that just saying he likes the sex he has with me is enough for me to get married. Is he really arrogant, being a billionaire he thinks I can't refuse him as a husband!? That I wouldn't say no! I researched his life on the news site and I could see it well, his character is terrible, an open womanizer, who likes to show off beautiful women and the list is huge. I felt my head hurt just watching the news about him, he really is filthy rich, but an outspoken playboy, and he doesn't take the slightest bit of flair to be the man I dreamed of fathering my kids, that much I'm sure.

Richard's eyes dilated in a bit of shock, but it was gone in a split of second as it came. “I believe you know who he is, Mr. Presley.” She withdrew her phone and gently made herself comfortable on the bed, making it as sexy as possible. “Of course you do. Everyone knows Mr. Reynolds, he's one of the richest and powerful men in the whole world. He is known for his good moral standards, and he hates scandals.” she whispered the last words with a sly grin. Richard clenched his fist as he was slowly getting where she was driving. Why didn't he think of this? She won't be so bold to blackmail him if she wasn't so prepared.

He just smiled and scratched his head as he nodded. “Are you serious about what you are saying?” I asked again. He can’t blame me for why I keep asking and doesn’t believe him because I know him very well as a playboy. He is someone who changes a girl in his life fast like how he changes his clothes. Aside from his handsome face, he is also a rich guy even when we are still in college because he started building his business that early. So many women are dying to be with him even though it was just for a few moments.

He had already done his worst, the way I see it I should just give him a piece of mind. “Right now you're like a kid stung by an ant that decides to crush it to pieces, even if it can't hurt him” I said sniffling my nose. “ I've heard so much about the billionaire behind the scenes. Ruthless and known for hard deals and also a playboy. I've seen enough to know that the playboy thing is not true, but I see the man behind the mask. All you've got is mummy issues you can't bring yourself to deal with…”

But now, I witnessed her driving a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars with a license plate that was worth more than what I could ever earn in the next 20 years. After getting back home, I went online and searched for more information on Swensen Group. I found out that the chairman was none other than Irene's dad, Joe Swensen. So, her dad wasn't dead after all—in fact, he was one of the richest and most influential businessmen in the city. What else had Irene lied to me about? Later that night, I heard the sound of the door being unlocked from the outside. Irene was back, and she was wearing the cheap dress I'd bought on sale for her for less than ten dollars.

Someone had made a new post that did not mention the Gaviera family but insulted me exclusively. [Yelena Lewis, the Lewis family’s daughter, led a wild life while she was in Sommerset. She might have been dating Niel Stalner, but she slept with male models behind his back.] [After her reputation was ruined, she fled the country like a pathetic loser. But somehow, she managed to marry the richest man in Sommerset!] [I heard that she was a nanny, and she replaced his girlfriend, who did not notice her seducing her boyfriend.] [If she had not managed to get pregnant first, how could someone like her manage to marry someone as wealthy as Saul Gaviera?]