"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

　　I'm sitting in Blair's living room, and I'm upset beyond words can tell. The major cause of my sour mood is this stupid upcoming strike.


　　Couldn't the school find another way to get what it needs from the government? Why punish us students like this?


　　I'm pretty sure Blair has called me to say her goodbyes as we wouldn't be seeing each other anymore during the strike.


　　She finally appears on the stairs, and I try my best not to think about how gorgeous she looks walking down the stairs in that red, Bubu gown she's in.


　　If she's going to tell me goodbye, I should at least prepare my heart for the blow.


　　"Hey, beautiful, "She greets as she walks into the living room and sits on the sofa opposite me, and I swallow before replying.


　　Trying my best to keep my emotions out of my voice but I fail woefully when I reply.


　　"Hey… "I reply with noticeable sadness in my voice and I shut my eyes in annoyance at my stupid voice for betraying me.


CHAPTER 64 - BDSM???