"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 reluctantly get on my feet and take Asher's hand as I feel wobbly with these heels, and the crowd begins to cheer, as we walk onto the dance floor.


　　All the couples around us soon take positions for ballroom dance, and I gulp.


　　"Asher, I've never done this before. I don't know how to slow dance. I've seen it in movies, but I have never actually tried it. "I whisper honestly to Asher, in worry, as I place my hands on his shoulders, and he smiles at me.


　　"Don't fret. There's a first time for everything. Just follow my lead, and get lost in the music. "He replies as he places his hands on my waist, and I inhale deeply before gulping.


　　*Just follow my lead* I replay in my head, and just then, the music starts playing.


　　A beautiful classical song that I love so much begins to play, and a grand smile splits my face. I instantly fall in love with it afresh, as I listen to it, and Asher starts moving, left and right while I nervously follow after him.


CHAPTER 82- Could It Be?