Rich Playboy Novels & Stories

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.

I continued laughing even when he looked at me like I was taking a pee in the water fountain right outside the Vatican. “Do you even know how rich I am?” he asked after I had laughed at my fill. “Don’t you mean how rich your parents are?” I fired back. “My parents have money. Old money. That’s the myth. I’m a friggin’ billionaire Babe. That’s the part you don’t see on the tabloids.” He paused. There was more. “I mostly portray myself to be a careless playboy still squandering his parent’s money. It’s safer that way.”

The gossips I overheard from others here had somehow made the party an interesting place to be. They'd made lots of remarks about Ryan and I, our relationship, his reputation in the business world and outside business. I found out that Ryan is like a popular playboy but also known for his intelligence and hard work in the business world which makes girls find him hotter. I'd have found him very hot if doesn't piss me off.

Who married her after he found out she was pregnant for him. As young as he was, he was a filthy rich billionaire, he had expensive jewelry, rode expensive cars, wore expensive clothes, and owned the most expensive House in New York. I also heard he's rude, heartless, rarely forgives, and above all was a big-time playboy. Although that doesn't do a thing to his fame, he's still loved and adored. Might be wondering how I know a lot about him right? Well, like I said he's very popular and is referred to as the greatest Rockstar around here.

It's impossible to miss his hotness factor. There's no doubt about it, Vincent Valiant is one of the hottest rich men in America. He may be a Warren Buffett in investing and Bill Gates in technology, but he is a Robert Downey Jr. in looks. Some girls have all the luck. As with most beautiful people, word on the street is he's a major dick. Ruthless in business, little is known about his personal life because it's said he doesn't have one. But can you blame the man? It takes a lot of work to build a corporation as large as his in only ten years. You don't become a billionaire at age thirty-two by playing nice and cutting checks.

I thank her and promise to give her some shares "My day was fun with the old man, and he really likes how I play and give him some unforgettable hot blowing sex, and he seems interested in me more "He finally asked me to be his only bitch after some months with him, I was so happy been with him, he has been making me happy and spoiling me with expensive and luxurious gifts, watches, and money" he treated me so well, but I can never stick to him only, "I wanted more", I want to get marry to a fifthly rich man, it has always been my dream until one faithful day, "I met Taylor Fox, the richest young play boy billionaire man, the only child of the Fox family, he was in a company with his friends

A cold gleam in his eyes, Richard was completely dismissive of Elizabeth. "Furthermore, if Madam Howard isn't blind or deaf, you should know that it was Mr. Eich who first slander me. I'm not his f*cking father, so there's no need for me to be so tolerant of him. If he can't give a reasonable explanation for the slander he just made against me, don't blame me for being ruthless." As Richard's words ended, the atmosphere there became a few colder. It was well known that Richard was not only a famous playboy, but also a cruel man. The playboy was also a business expert.

Perhaps not ever. I had a reputation as a playboy. Partying, womanizing, and spending huge sums of money. But that was expected. I was a billionaire after all, and a very handsome one. 6 ft., dark hair, dark eyes, and a muscled body got and maintained by hours in the gym. Rich and handsome, of course I was supposed to be a playboy. And it was a reputation I’d enjoyed. Girls fought each other for me, people in town did everything to get invited to the many parties I was fond of throwing. I was proudly a playboy and with no intention of slowing down.

His confident swagger and charismatic smile only added to his charm, making him a formidable presence in any room he entered. As the heir to his father's vast fortune, Valtor's wealth and status only added to his glamour. His lavish lifestyle, complete with luxurious cars, designer clothing, and exotic vacations, made him the epitome of a high-rolling playboy. His excessive spending and generosity only served to further entice those around him, making him a true ladies' man.

Mom had changed her entire appearance and name, I went to meet her hoping for answers but the only thing she told me when I asked why she had left us was that Dad was a bad man, I knew he was a bad man because no good person would cheat on someone they claim to love but yet I went ahead and followed in his footsteps, I didn't mean it to happen so I guess you could say it runs in the DNA, I liked women and lucky for me, I didn't have to do much to get them, I was young, Rich, handsome and extremely successful, women offered themselves to me without me even doing anything because I was Saul Madison, my father's son, I never really believed in love or that I was capable of feeling any deep emot