The Playboy Of The Western World Summary นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Thirty-One Florence was astonished to hear those words uttered by Chaos. The term “playboy” was completely unexpected, and she could not believe that she had heard it from his lips. He was a man with an amazing background, work ethic and really respectable background, but she had absolutely no idea that this man, standing right in front of her as he was leaning his butt against his expensive and massive desk. He bravely told her and confessed to her that he was a freaking playboy.

The gentleman playboy is not so popular here. Amira's eyes flashed gold. 'That's a ridiculous nickname, given to him by the tabloids.' Abdullah shrugged. 'And yet it stuck.' Omer Ibrahim, the playboy of the Middle East, Europe, Asia, and the Americas, spent his time at parties and on polo fields. He ran a business too, Abdullah knew; he'd started up some successful financial venture if just an excuse for him to party his way through Europe and avoid the country of his birth.

he kept quiet as his eyes darted to the door. “Spade!” He yelled out and rushed towards him, enveloping him into a hug. “Little pretty thing. I’ve missed you.” He patted his head. Spade was the middle child, easy going and a fucking billionaire. He was just like Niko, a playboy, and always taking his time with girls. His cute face had given his ways with the girls and his foreign thick accent was something he used to get away with everything he does. “I’m good too. Except for my family, that's giving me issues.” Niko sighed as he disengaged from the hug.

On the other side of the field were the royals and of course Prince Andrei sat on one of the bleachers playing with his phone looking terribly bored. He had no friends because most of the guys were in Damien’s gang and the others were his puppets. After he caught his ex girlfriend Serafina with his cousin, he severed all ties with him and became friendless but he was still very much popular with the girls.

"A legacy of pain and destruction?" The proprietor, dodging a powerful kick, sneered, "Legacy is for the weak, little boy.I shall dominate over this territory and control all the werewolves under my foot" I felt the weight of Douglas's words as his neck was now throbbing hard as though it would burst. I felt this pain inside of me. The proprietor was boasting despite fooling us for years and now he was not repenting. I needed to kick that smirk off his face.

I wondered if he had gotten better since all the years apart. When I’d played him ten years ago, he’d had a tight style of play. One that was rare but exceptionally efficient. He did not bluff, and he did not overbet—the exact opposite of my strategy. Our games were always challenging as we mirrored each other. He lifted his eyes to mine, and against my will, my heart turned over in my chest. Unfortunately, his handsome face revealed nothing to indicate he felt the same way. The poverty of his homesteading Alaskan childhood, so different from mine, had pushed him to create a billion-dollar cartel worldwide. It was one of the most powerful and influential cartels in the country.

"Really? Very well, she's quite pretty and I like her!" John Winston and the rest of the men were taken aback by his words. It was several bits before they remembered another important aspect of this man. Tom Clarkson was nicknamed the 'notorious playboy' because he was notorious for sleeping with a lot of beautiful woman. Once set his sights on a woman, he would do anything to get her. Anything!

"Men, men, men. Find someone other than me whom you can get through her pants tonight. I have some better things to do than fucking you." "Clever woman. And because of that, I will warn you of the men you shouldn't not get acquainted with tonight. First is that one, Luther." He pointed at the man on the other side of the table with his hands all over the young actress on his side. "The most playboy. No girlfriend since birth. All are flings. The very opposite of me. Second is Cholo." I looked at the man he gestured at who looked so American. "Notorious when it comes to making women cry. I heard he's only serious at the start of the relationship. He pampered his woman before breaking their he

And let's not forget his cool tattoos on his left arm and collarbone. He is what you call a 'womanizer', not a 'playboy' which he strongly tried to differentiate to whoever called him any deplorable name relating to his lifestyle. As he always stated, he was not a playboy because he doesn't bang and go. The difference was that he bangs and actually develops a relationship with a girl - relationship meaning more on the physical side - then drops them like a hot potato maybe three weeks to a month. Two months was his longest, surprisingly.

he hugged me more tightly I asked "do you love me the same even in the future" he said "yeah princess I will love you only you" I asked "what if incase I cheated on you will you hate me" he chuckled and said "no princess if you cheat on me it's not your mistake it's my mistake that iam not being good so you choosed another person" is he really the same playboy I met he said "no matter what whatever situation might be I loves you that's it untill iam alive I love only you" I hugged him tightly and started crying