"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

　　Today is Tracy's birthday and she invited Asher and I. It's a grand party, but I've never really been one for crowds. Sure, since I came to stay with Asher's family, I've been attending a lot of parties, but still... They kind of discomfort me, and I often force myself to mask this fact with a smile.


　　"Sis, can I go out to your backyard? "I whisper to Tracy as I gently pull her away from the crowd, and she gives me a look.


　　"But there's no one there. "She replies, and I blink.


　　"I know. "I reply, and she gets me.


　　"You little introvert. "She replies with a chuckle and I smile. Tracy is so much like a sister to me, that it's not hard for her to understand me.


　　She looks pretty dressed in an all-black dress that as per the normal Tracy style, leaves very little to the imagination.


　　Tracy's parents left their mansion for her to party and actually traveled out of the state to give her her privacy.


CHAPTER 109- Best Birthday Ever