Rich Playboy Novels & Stories

I ask him the question that has been burning at the back of my mind for ages now. “It was the most convenient choice at the time. You know how complicated rich families can get, mine isn’t any different. You see I have the reputation of a playboy... not my best attribute but the only one people saw me as. They ignore the fact that I take my work very seriously and have brought amazing profit to the company. They forget that I have a personality aside from being with multiple women. They forget who I am just because of that small flaw I never even considered a flaw” he speaks with a passion I never knew he had. He must have been holding this back for so long.

She asked, not taking her eyes off the building. Jason scoffed. "Of course, this is just one of them. I'm Jason Finn, one of the wealthiest billionaire in the city, this shouldn't come as a surprise to you." He bragged. Amelia turned to look at him. "Right, brag about your wealth all you want." She scoffed. "Jerk!" She whispered. A guard already rushed to open his door. "Let's go." Jason said to her, he got out of the car first and Amelia followed suit.

"What the hell are you doing carrying around this much money?" I couldn't tear my eyes away from the bag. There had to be thousands in there. "Where did you even get this?" "Aww, what a weird question to ask someone as rich as me, princess." He brushed off an invisible speck of lint from his sleeve. "That's pocket change in my world." My eyes narrowed. Pompous, spoiled brat. "Oh I'm sorry, I forgot who I was talking to for a second there. Of course Trent the Rich Boy carries around sackfuls of money all the time." I punctuated my words with an epic eye roll.

He still doesn’t voice it as question, and it does nothing aggravate my raging temper. “Yeah, a guy like you.” I tell him, “Word on the street says you’re no better than the man I just left upstairs.” Word on the street says worse. Luciano Roman. Billionaire bachelor playboy. He’s never been seen with the same woman more than once. And that was insane to analyze, considering I’d never seen Luciano in all the years I’ve known him with out a female dangling like a trophy on his arm. Except now.

Anyone who saw Adriel would agree that he was extremely good looking. His hair was neatly cut but also slightly ruffled. He had scythe shaped eyebrows. His aquiline nose and prominent cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw. His opal round shaped eyes held a pair of scintillating loam gray eyes. These were enough to make any woman attracted to him and Adriel Alvarez knew this. He used it to his advantage as well. Adriel Alvarez wasn't just popular for being the successful Ceo and future sole owner of A Globals, he also had a reputation for being a playboy. He changed girlfriends as often as he changed his cars. And he only dated the best and most elite, supermodels, A list actresses and the likes.

And when he finally succeeded in doing so, he smiled, he was an aged man, no doubt, with grey hair peeking through his scalp, but still, he appeared young, with his suit etched elegantly on his body. He walked to the board and smiled. "Thank you for all coming here. I am pleased to see everyone here," A resounding clap was heard next, and his gaze lingered on Alec. "Even though I know some of you would rather not come." Murmurings broke out. Alec squeezed his face discomfortly, he knew his grandfather really well, someone who was energetic and would only do business if it benefitted him. "As of presently," His gaze lingered on everyone present in the room, his voice was cold, definitely not

My name is Veronica Hargreaves and I hail from New York City, United States. Am actually going to be twenty-seven years old this year, and I am filled with euphoria to tell a very interesting tale about I and my playboy, Jake Benson. I would have to begin from the scratch with how Jake was introduced to me intuitively, when I was in search for playboys in my Company The Hargreaves Textile Company where I was the Ceo after my Dad Richard Hargreaves retired.

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He said with irritation and admiration. "Well then, fuck you, fuck your tattoo. In fact, fuck your haircut". Maria said looking at him with anger. Ashking has always been a playboy like Romeo. But unlike Romeo who is rough on the outside but gentle on the inside, Ashking is quite the opposite. He is rough in every way and he doesn't pay as much as Romeo does. Point of correction, he pays well but since Romeo pays to the extreme, his pay is considered to be on the low side with girls who have been to Romeo's club.

Third person’s pov In the middle of New York City there’s an empire state building known as “THE EL”. It was established six years ago, it became the most well known and richest company in the world. At the highest floor of the building there’s a person standing inside of it with a pair of brown orbs looking at the whole city. He’s the well known business tycoon who owned the building. Raphael Bamford a multi billionaire and bachelor, famous in his abilities and achievements in business world. Also known for being cruel and arrogant.