"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

　　It's been about an hour plus, and Chelsea is beginning to get very worried about Asher's disappearance.


　　"Guys, do you have any idea where Asher went? "She questions Tracy and Ted as she approaches them, and they share a look between themselves.


　　"I thought he told you where he was going? "Tracy replies, and Chelsea's face falls.


　　"He told me that he was going to take a piss, and I went to the guest restroom to check for him, but he's not there. "She informs, and Tracy's brows furrow as she turns to Ted.


　　"Well, have you checked your room? "He questions and Chelsea nods with a worried expression.


　　"He's not there either. I'm getting worried. He's been gone for about an hour now. "She informs, and Tracy's eyes widen.


　　"Wow, he's been gone that long? "She replies, and Chelsea nods. Of course, she'd know.


CHAPTER 112- Goodbye… Don't Look For Me