"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

　　For days now, Gerald hasn't called or messaged me, and he hasn't taken any of my calls or replied to my texts. Now it's dawned on me that he doesn't want me anymore.


　　And I understand and respect his decision. I have no right to go and beg him. No right to try to make him see anything. There's nothing to see. I'm a cheap sex addict who fucks anything. And this bitter truth has cost me, my first love.


　　A few minutes ago, I chased Austin out of my house when he came to beg me to accept his love since Gerald no longer wants me.


　　I want to start afresh. I want to turn a new leaf. But I don't know how to. Maybe if my parents didn't die, and my adoptive parents didn't take me in, and I never got to meet Austin, maybe then I wouldn't be a sex addict.


　　But who knows, it could have made no difference, and I might have even turned out worse than this. But what is worse than a sex addict?


CHAPTER 111- Fill Me Up With Your Seeds