Tony Stark Playboy Novels & Stories

Every person who had underestimated me. I smiled, a cold, dangerous smile. They won’t see me coming. And then my phone buzzed, an unknown number. “Tonight, the first move begins,” a text read. I looked up, heart racing. The city lights outside reflected in my window, painting streaks of red and gold. Adrian was right. This was war. And I was already in it. The thought made my pulse race, fear, excitement, and something else I didn’t dare name. I was no longer just Nora Vaughn, the obedient daughter. I was a player. And Adrian Cole… he was both my ally and my storm.

she said, almost in disbelief, “who doesn’t know that playboy billionaire?” “Playboy?” I repeated softly. “Come on, Emily,” she said, rubbing her temples. “He’s been in gossip columns everywhere. That man has a different woman every week, from actresses, models, influencers from every corner of the world. He can’t possibly settle down with anyone, let alone you.” I swallowed hard, her words sinking into my chest.

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?

But what they didn’t know was that he was a playboy, who had almost tasted every girl and every boy in the neighborhood. He believed in one night stands only. Totally fuck and leave with no strings attached. He never turned back after leaving the rooms. Yet the girls would keep drooling and begging him for another night of pleasure. And now, he was bored because he had tasted all flowers in the garden and no one attracted him anymore. "Uhmm Daniel". They all were in thoughts when Daniel heard a rather hesitant mentioning if his name from Wyatt. "Hmmmm"? "Have you heard about umm Jack Charles, he is doing a PHD in Business Management". Wyatt was spinning the bottle lightly between his finger

“You don’t consider me broken-hearted to be something serious?” “Why would I? Tony Stark’s got a heart, not you.” They chuckled. “Sorry, that was my inner bitch talking. To be true, now that I know what it was all about, I’m glad. I mean, I’m glad that you let her get to you this much.” “You do love drama.” “No, Jay, I like to see you give yourself permission to be down about what just happened.”

My gaze locked onto the person in front of me, a massive, ugly brute with a thick, scarred face twisted into a vicious snarl. I sat bound to a chair, my hands tied tightly behind my back. “This face cost more than you've ever made” I snarled “Let's see how much it would cost after I am done with you” he smirked, throwing a punch at my face. The punch landed with a resounding crack, but I barely registered the impact. My laughter, low and menacing, echoed through the air as I gazed at him with disdain. "Is that really all you've got?" I taunted, my voice dripping with scorn. "A pathetic little jab from the Hulk. All those bulging muscles, and yet they are nothing more than a hollow show," I s

"There is not one in this world that I would not make possible for my soon-to-be wife." I wanted to roll my eyes. He was pretty theatrical when it came to convincing others how much devoted he was to me, and also in showing the media how perfect of a fiancé he was as compared to his infamous reputation as a low-life playboy who slept with anyone who had a vagina and wore a skirt short enough. "She wants to freeze me in boyhood forever. Are you going to have my body functions arrested and preserve my body in liquid nitrogen, dear brother-in-law?" Skylar asked.

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.

Jason blew hot at him. Jeremy is a Playboy yet no one dare step on his toes. He was very strong and fierce just like Jason. Jeremy would not listen to whatever Jason was saying except when I came in. I gestured at Jeremy, more or less like a plead, and he dropped my hand and moved out of the place, leaving behind a daring look.

I snapped. “It doesn't matter,” He said and stood up from his chair. He walked up to me and placed his hands on my shoulders, then gave it a little squeeze. “You can do this once and for all, and I assure you that I will give you the popularity you crave. I'll make you the best and unbeatable international model.” He promised, and I sighed without saying a word. When he was about sliding his hands into my blouse, I yanked his hands away and stood up. “My decision stands, Mr. Stark. I am not interested and never will be.”