"Let me watch you pleasure yourself... Get me hard again.... " ******** Asher Wayne is a billionaire's heir. A privileged son of a mighty rich man. He's in his third year in college and is a fuck god who gets whatever he wants. He gets whoever he wants in his bed, and has every girl around him falling for his good looks and loaded pockets.
Chelsea Perkins is an optimistic young, freshman who wants nothing but to make her mother proud and make her father regret ever abandoning her. 
What happens when somehow, a deal makes this little, goody two shoes find herself in the bad boy's bed? Sparks will be created, but will these sparks burn both or one of them badly, or will they turn into flames that will turn lust into love, and love into refined gold? 
Would sex be just a part of a beautiful bond that will be created? Or will it commonize the entire relationship and be the sole purpose of their union?

The fuck boy's doll

　　"Hello, guys. Welcome to The Blue Lights Club. May we take your orders? "Ashley greets energetically with a grand smile as we approach the table, and I simply smile sheepishly from behind her.


　　Tracy instantly places her order, and so does Ted, and as they speak, I scribble their orders down into my little notepad.


　　But Vivian suddenly speaks, and all eyes turn to me.


　　"So, Chelsea... You're a waitress. How does that feel? "She says, and I quickly look up at Ashley before turning back to her.


　　"I... Don't get... "I reply in confusion, and she smiles.


　　"I mean, I've always known that you don't belong to our class, but I... Never expected you to be so low down the chain...


　　I mean... A common waitress? How does it feel? Having to serve at a party filled with folks about your age? Doesn't it... Bother you? "She speaks again, and anger quickly replaces the blood in my veins.


CHAPTER 18 - Theif