Tony Stark Playboy Novels & Stories

"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

Tess said to one of the guys in there. "I can't believe this," Jason said dejectedly. It's understandable. His stock price are going to plummet again making the company secure a big loss. "Here it is," the guy handed a piece of paper to Tess. "Tony Stark?" Tess raised her eyebrow in disbelief. "What?" Caleb and Jason said at the same time. "That's his name, Tony Stark," she said again. "I can't believe Iron Man was actually in my company," he scoffed as Tess shook her head.

"I don't have a home. He threw me out. He's living there with his girlfriend now." "Girlfriend?" "Fiancée. They're getting married next month. Right after our divorce is final." The words tasted bitter in my mouth. Tony was quiet for a moment, studying my face. "Get in the car." "What?" "Get in the car. You can't sit out here all night." "I have nowhere to go." "Then you'll come with me." I shook my head. "I can't. I don't even know you." "My name is Tony Stark. I'm 35 years old. I own Stark Industries. I have a mansion in Upper East Side, and I promise you, I'm not going to hurt you." He opened the passenger door. "What's your name?"

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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?

“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.