"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'm sitting alone in my bedroom, boredly scrolling through the pictures of us we posted on social media to fool everyone that we're dating.


　　It's been three days, and Asher has been calling me nonstop. I had to block him to stop myself from talking to him. Yes, I miss him and U still love him, but that doesn't mean that I should be dumb enough to repeat the same mistake.


　　Since the words my mom spoke to me in her car that night when she was driving me back to the hotel where she was lodged, she has said nothing else to me. It was a two days trip from Chicago back to California, and she said nothing to me throughout the entire trip, and I didn't dare try to initiate a conversation between us. I don't have the guts to do that. She's highly disappointed in me, and I can't bear the hurt it brings.


CHAPTER 114- Who'd Have Ever Thought