"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

　　It's night, and I'm walking beside Tracy and Ashley. I'm in the red dress Asher and I had a fight over, earlier today, and I feel highly uncomfortable.


　　Tracy did my makeup -which I made sure was very light - and everything I'm wearing from head to toes was bought by Asher, for me today. My jewelry, and even my shoes.


　　We're walking into the frat house, and I find it hard to ignore all the eyes that are now on us... Or on me, rather.


　　I promised myself that I'd never come back here, or attend any such parties, but here I am. Doing exactly the things I said I'd never do again.


　　"Erm, I have to go now, guys. A friend of mine is waiting for me. "Ashley speaks, and just like that, she leaves Tracy and me.


　　I wonder when she made a friend here.


　　Tracy and I walk to the back of the house, and again at the poolside, are Asher and his friends.


CHAPTER 30 - Drink