"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

　　My ride back home was silent, and intense. Chelsea cried herself to sleep beside me, and I couldn't help but wonder if I was so bad. I mean, I know that I am the school's fuck boy, but she seemed so miserable because I announced her to be my girlfriend.


　　I find it quite baffling and insulting. Other girls would be over the moon if I did what I did for her, for them. I saw when Vivian snuck her bracelet into Chelsea's pocket. And while everyone was partying and drinking, I had Jasper hack into Chelsea's Facebook account, download her pictures, and then Photoshop hers and mine, into couple photos.


　　The same photos that made my lie so believable. Thank heavens that Jasper is so good at what he does. Otherwise, there would have been no way to vindicate Chelsea from the trap Vivian managed to get her into.


CHAPTER 22 - How Hard Could It Be?