Tony Stark Playboy Novels & Stories

I stare at him like he’s grown a second head; smaller with a bluish green hue. “Am I supposed to answer that?” “You’re practically naked.” At this point, I question the authenticity of his playboy reputation. He clearly doesn’t know what a naked girl looks like. “And it’s your business because…” “Your sarcasm is charming but I’m in no mood to joke around right now.” I shouldn’t be surprised by his audacity at this point, but I can’t help but be. He has no right to be controlling yet he’s tossing words like he has some ownership of me.

“You know before I was forced to marry you, I had different women each night. I was popular and had fun. You ruined my life.” I roll my eyes. He is such a drama queen. “So you were a playboy, how terribly tragic that you can’t stick your dick into every woman you are seeing anymore.” “Oh trust me, I could. I’m just choosing not to”, Elijah spits. I laugh breathlessly. “Then that’s your problem, not mine”, I send him an angry glare, “I had fun too, you know. You ruined my life just as much. I could have very well done without you jerk all up in my business.”

He said with irritation and admiration. "Well then, fuck you, fuck your tattoo. In fact, fuck your haircut". Maria said looking at him with anger. Ashking has always been a playboy like Romeo. But unlike Romeo who is rough on the outside but gentle on the inside, Ashking is quite the opposite. He is rough in every way and he doesn't pay as much as Romeo does. Point of correction, he pays well but since Romeo pays to the extreme, his pay is considered to be on the low side with girls who have been to Romeo's club.

"Well, her name was Stacy. She was um...she was amazing. She humbled me. See I used to have this big drinking problem when I was in my early twenties. I'm four years sober now though. I drink sometimes but in moderation. Anyway, she worked for the charity my father sponsored and I was just...madly in love with her." He played with the edges of the photo before speaking again "We started going out in secret, since the press would blow up if they found out. I used to go over to her small apartment all the time and on some occasions she would hang out over here. She would always get me to do charity work since she was just in love with it but all I cared about was...partying and drinking so I n

She has no idea I've been using it for something else entirely. Something that might save my life. I've been researching Tony Stark whenever Alex and Sarah leave the house. At first, I was terrified I'd find nothing, that Sarah was right about him being just a fantasy my damaged brain created. But he's real. Anthony Edward Stark, billionaire businessman, owner of Stark Industries. He exists. The photos online don't look exactly like the man from my dreams, but close enough to make my heart race. Same dark hair, same intelligent eyes, same confident smile. Either my subconscious picked up on his image somewhere, or the dreams were real somehow.

Of companies, toys, and, apparently, women. James was an only child, and after inheriting his mother’s millions and displaying an uncanny flair for business during the following years, he became a billionaire and an absolute symbol of power. Not political power, but the good, old-fashioned power that came with having money. James wasn’t linked to the shady dealings of the Seattle political machine, but he could press that machine’s buttons if he wanted to. Every politician knew this—which was why being on the playboy’s good side was in their best interest.

Tony chuckled under his breath, and even Jasmine’s lips curved faintly. Dinner flowed more easily after that. Barbara chatted happily, telling stories about Alex’s childhood — his first business fair at twelve, how he once got suspended for buying out a lemonade stand because the girl running it wouldn’t give him a free drink. Jasmine laughed softly at that one. Tony was quieter, but when he did speak, his tone carried respect. It was clear he approved of her. And Barbara — Barbara adored her already. For once, Jasmine felt like she was doing something right. Every word, every smile, landed perfectly.

They were not afraid to offend people like Stanley. Stanley's mouth twitched. "Hey man, that's nonsense. I'm not a playboy. You guys must have misunderstood something. Although I always have a beautiful woman with me, that was just for entertainment purposes for the growth of the company. I'm actually a humble gentleman."

“I take you for Daniel Ansdell, a man who can afford to have the woman he wants, when he wants, where he wants and how he wants.” “Correction. Scarlet Johansson turned me down.” “Only after she found out you work for the porn industry, and because her agent told her that getting involved with you would tarnish her image. If she didn't have a contract with Marvel, and therefore with Disney, I'm sure you would have added her to your list of conquests.” He shakes his head gently. “What's more, I highly doubt that nothing happened between you and she that night.” “I would be the first man in the world who would not boast of having been with Johansson.”

Zack wondering why Tony had called him, waited patiently for him to speak. " Zack is there anything that can be used as an antidote to deal with an aphrodisiac? He asked Zack. Zack couldn't help but laugh out loud, "...Ha ha ha ha," He felt it was very funny that Tony asked such a question being the ex-playboy he was, Zack felt Tony has completely changed for the better given his former way of life. He was a playboy who can take on three ladies without getting weak, so why can he use his body as an antidote to help his wife?