"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 am walking through the Waynes' mansion in boredom, as I have nothing else to do. I overslept due to the party last night, and when I woke up, Asher was nowhere in the room. Maybe he went jogging.


　　I am so glad the party went smoothly yesterday. Vivian was trying to be a problem, but luckily nothing happened. Even despite her mask, I could tell that she was the one.


　　I would be able to point out that always scantily dressed, red-haired witch anywhere. She kept insisting that I take off my mask.


　　If not for Trevor who had my back, I have no idea what I would have done. She was so close to ruining mine and Asher's plan. But that didn't happen... Thankfully.


　　I stop walking when I spot Mrs. Wayne on the other end of the hall, walking into a room, and I smile. That's good. I'm bored and there's nothing fun to do. Mrs. Wayne is great company. I'd go spend some time with her.


CHAPTER 91- Could It Be?