The Billionaire Playboy's Regret Novels & Stories

Whatever he heard was clearly not good. After a moment, he hung up slowly. “Alex?” Jasmine asked. “What happened?” He didn’t answer. Not yet. He unlocked his phone, checked something, and then his expression darkened even more. He turned the screen toward her. Jasmine’s eyes widened. Famous billionaire playboy marries a nobody—how sad. Phillips Heir settles for less? Who is this girl with no background? It felt like the words punched her in the chest. “Alex… what are we going to do?” she whispered.

He shook his head, eyes flashing dangerously while locking with hers. “That’s the beauty of being a playboy billionaire… My crew is very used to last-minute changes.” After hearing him say this, Cassandra felt a knife piercing her inside. No-strings-attached sex… This was exactly what she’d asked for, demanded even, but still, thinking she might not see him again, knowing he wasn’t hers, winded her entire body with sorrow and even physical pain.

" Yes, I did. You don't expect me to go around without having sex? I am a man. A billionaire's son at that. I can't actually just have one girl at my side always. Especially a girl who doesn't give me what I want." My heart broke into a thousand and one pieces. I looked up in the dark sky. It looked like it was mourning with me too. The rain was coming down slowly, on my face. A tear escaped my eyes. I laughed bitterly at how stupid I've been. What did I expect? That a poor lonely girl like me would find true love in a playboy billionaire? I thought I would've been the one to change him. I thought I could prove to people that men can be with one woman only. I guess I've always been stupid ju

Since then, only a few people had heard rumours of her struggling to raise a child as a single mother in a distant city, but today, here she was in New York, appearing before a large crowd in a stunning dress and challenging every known billionaire in the city. The moment Flora collected her gift, she waved it to the public, turning her gaze towards Debby and Richard while she smirked devilishly at them. Since the day Richard set his eyes on Flora at the restaurant, he hadn't been himself. And now that he had seen her again at the auction, the same feeling he had been fighting against for the past six years came back creeping in his mind and haunting him again—the feeling of guilt and regret

I was thinking it was going to be something easy and smooth but seeing who I was married to was just so frustrating. He was the same billionaire who the Italians had tagged as the ruthless , aloof billionaire. The one who didn't give a fuck about what an employee thinks of him. The same billionaire boss who sacked anyone at his own pace just because of a little issue, the Playboy himself, and trust me girls fought to have him by their sides. He was the same billionaire I had tried making love to at the stripping house but was rudely pushed off his body for reasons best known to him. "What have I gotten myself into? Why didn't I ask for his picture when she had offered to show it to me?" I he

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…”

If rejecting me wasn't bad enough, I watched as he went straight to his girlfriend, tears came to my eyes as I watched him kiss his girlfriend and drive away with her, leaving me heartbroken. Thankfully my best friend Giselle was there to comfort me and a few days later the Sinclair family moved out of the city without telling anyone. I decided that day to move on and get myself together, I applied for admission in college and became a software engineer. My life went on as normal after that, until one day I saw his picture on the cover of a magazine, stating that ‘America’s Most Eligible Billionaire Bachelor Ian Sinclair’ he looked hot as hell and oh so handsome on the cover. I realized that

He wanted them to watch me break. ‎‎Around us, the glittering hall fell silent. I could hear the faint clink of a champagne glass being set down, the faint shuffle of expensive heels against marble. People were staring. They loved it. They lived for it. Ava Reynolds, wife of Daniel Cobbs, the billionaire everyone called untouchable, was on her knees, pleading like a beggar at a royal court. ‎‎Daniel leaned down, close enough for only me to hear, though I knew he wanted me to repeat it aloud. “You should have thought about dignity before marrying me.”

My family, Pennelope and Jared, is worth it. I ran my hands on the prepared and ready to use weapons in the headquarters. I know I promised my wife that I will not hurt any innocent people and I also promised that no one will die. However, I cannot promise we won't be using guns because this is not just about who is much powerful and has better connections, this is about who is smarter, who has the best idea, and who does not have weakness. I used to be called a heartless billionaire. I used to play fire with women everytime I wanted to take some steam off my body. I did not care about their feelings. I did not care about other people's feelings. Not until Pennelope came into my life.

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.