Novel & Cerita The Playboy Of The Western World Summary

I remembered when during school, he was always known to fetch me, playboys, because I had started my relationship with playboys right from my school days. "Thanks, Jacob," I said hugging them both. "Happy birthday Veronica," Joseph said. "Thanks, you have no idea how happy I am that you two made it here," I said as I hugged them. Back in my university days, I had begun my relationship with playboys and everyone knew me to be rind boys were all over me lining up to be regarded as one of my playboys. I remembered one of my old playboys Jack who was very good in bed. "I hope he is not here," I said curiously.

I couldn't wait to taste their girls, cause from the stories I heard when I was a kid, their ladies are sexy, attractive and easy to get. Its obvious that I'm a play boy, I'm going to enjoy myself to the fullest. Think whatever you wanna think, you might say I'm leaving my people to die, but No! I know what I'm doing. A month on planet Earth is a day in my kingdom, so why don't I enjoy while I'm still here?

And then I came back home. I’m sure Leo would laugh at me if I had to tell him my situation - The great playboy Elijah Somersett tried to get a woman to soften to his charms and fall for him, only to have it done to him instead. “Elijah!” The Gods surely must hate me, knowing I cannot resist her when she calls my name. I turn around, plastering the fake, cocky smile on my face and leaning against my car. “Done entertaining for this evening, Miss Westwood?” I ask, placing my hands into the pockets of my pantsuit. She shakes her head, looking at me as if I’ve gone mad.

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.

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.

In one word he is a beauty. Ricardo was every girl's dream guy. His irresistible looks and filthy wealth made him a demi-God both in the country and beyond but unfortunately the all-mighty CEO is a playboy. Ricardo doesn't believe in love since his wretched relationship with his Ex lover ended. He believed love is just a weakness and he doesn't want to look weak before anyone and because of that he f**ks just the way he wants and has little or no patience for anything under the skirt.

He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, his thumb forcing her chin upward, his gaze completely consumed by a dark, unyielding obsession. "I told you, little girl," Leo whispered, a slow, wicked smirk touching his lips as the opening bell of the New York Stock Exchange began to chime faintly from the monitors behind him. "The sandbox belongs to me. And nobody gets to look at what's mine."

The realization that my golden boy era was dead now and the mafia's toy had been born tonight broke me even further. How long can I play this deadly game before it completely kills me?

Only then did I turn and walk toward the pack house. I let out a sigh and folded my arms, trying to keep warm. Damon was annoyingly confident. I couldn’t help but think whether the rumors about him being a womanizer were true. But after hearing him talk, after seeing how knowledgeable he was, like an expert in such matters, I couldn’t deny that maybe those rumors weren’t just rumors after all. He’s such a playboy. And as the saying goes… once a playboy, always a playboy.

“Well, he’s the kind who changes women as often as he changes clothes. He never gets emotionally involved, but he knows how to play the game. He’s generous with money and understands women well. As far as I know, no woman has ever resisted him. A typical Casanova. Since you’re in the entertainment industry, you might have to deal with him someday. Be careful. Even if he kneels and sings ‘Conquest,’ don’t trust him. His name is Ray William, known as playboy Ray.” Eria sipped her milk tea and chewed her cream roll thoughtfully. “Ray William? Oh, the heir to Global Entertainment, Eastern William’s only son? Give me a break! He’s just a spoiled brat.” Adriana laughed, nodding. “You’re not wrong.