"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

　　"What flavor do you want? "Asher questions Chelsea in front of the counter, and Chelsea smiles at the young man behind the counter.


　　"Chocolate, please. "She orders and Asher is surprised. "Chocolate? "He questions, and she nods as she turns to him.


　　"Yeah. That's my best ice cream flavor. I like how it has this subtle sweet bitterness to it. "She replies, and Asher simply stares. It's not a big deal, but Asher's favorite Ice cream flavor is also chocolate. And he likes it for the exact same reason.


　　They take a sit and begin to dig into both their ice creams which are the same orders, and Asher chooses to ask her questions to avoid awkward silence between them.


　　"Do have plans to go home soon? "He questions and Chelsea is surprised by this but chooses to answer him anyway.


　　"Yes. I promised my younger brother that I'd be paying him and my mom a visit soon. "She simply replies, and Asher nods.


CHAPTER 35 - Busted Horn