Romans & histoires Tony Stark Playboy

“He can’t do it, obviously he does not have a clean image.” The Barlow contract was the biggest contract in the world for billionaires. It was very hard to get but very easy to lose. Of which one of the rules to getting a Barlow Contract is to have a clean image, which Alex does not have. He has had episodes with women fighting over him on the internet. This earned him the nickname. The billionaire playboy.

I mean, it’s totally something Tony Stark would do. As if he can read my thoughts, his gaze snaps to mine, and he smirks. He looks so much like Connor that my heart stutters for a moment. Then I realize that I’m in a room full of gorgeous men. Not average men, but full-blown spank fodder, GQ centerfold, beautiful men. Oh, how I would be many women’s envy right now. Well, except for the comparatively beautiful women who are married to them. My thoughts are interrupted when several pictures of Earl Waltman and Carlton Waltman appear in front of us.

Stallone said to Stark. Stallone was trying to accept and also degrade Stark's plan at the same time. Stark knew better by now and I could see he was trying to control himself around Stallone. Stark wasn't ready to go into argument against Stallone and waste precious time over again. "Your plan was amazing. I'm sure with this carefully thought out plan, we would win the battle." I said to Stark. I said that to try and calm Stark down and also cheer him up at the same time.

After the interview was over-- "miss stavros I believe you can get this job but I want perfection even if it's your first time, I'm having high expectations and giving you this job even if you dont have any experience" "Thank you Mr.stark I will do my best" i said " I hope so and be here tomorrow at 8:00am sharp, I dont except any tardiness" he said with a smirk on his face. I then shook hand with his his big rough hands which engulfed my small, soft hands , I quickly retracted my hand , cause he wasn't leaving my hand and went outside the building. okay that was awkward, he thinks he can have me by the way he was looking at me, but no chance, he is a playboy.....

“Even a goalie who throws the ball in the net ten times in a single match wouldn’t be dumb enough to come up with a name like that. You must think you’re Mr. Terrific or something.” Santiago chuckled as he slid the phone back into his pocket. “Mr. Terrific. That was actually funny. Okay, you got me. What would you suggest?” Lola shook her head repeatedly. “No, no, no. I’m not in any position to replace such an already awesome name. I’m not the Tony Stark wanna be here.” “Neither am I. Stark is such a ripoff. I’m Mr. Terrific, remember?” “You wish,” Lola scoffed as she swept her hair away from her face. “You’re just a washed-up bad boy living on daddy’s money.”