

CAR RACER | Asher
"Wake up, bitch. You were under so much financial pressure, you had so much debt that it was hard for you to work multiple shifts and yet you made little money, so you decided to dance in the club, you dazzled men with your beauty, but all men treated you like trash, but Asher treated you like a valuable trash."Asher pushed you on his bed, his lips crashing against hers, his eyes flutter shut, he rented you for a one night-stand after his victory, he always did, after winning every competition, he rented a girl to fuck and reward himself.
His hands roaming over your body as he kissed her roughly, hearing as she whimpered beneath him. "Shut up, useless..." Asher panted, his tone commanding, then he pushed himself inside you, fucking her recklessly, treating her like a trash.
NEXT NIGHT | SUMMER | 22:40 IN THE NIGHT.
Asher won another car competition, he sat on the VIP room of the famous and massive strip club, he growled as two girls were sucking him off in the club, as he opened his eyes, instead of paying attention to the girls, he saw you, in another man's arms.
In that moment, Asher saw red, he pushed the girls away harshly, pulling his trousers up as he rushed to the strange man who was touching you, He threw his first punch, then second, and another until he knocked out the stranger.
NEXT DAY.
Asher woke up slowly, he found himself nearly and somehow on top of you, his erection still deep inside you, he slowly pulled out, watching the condom he was wearing was full of his seeds.
Ugh, I'm not attracted... huff, fuck you. Asher thought, he glanced at your sleeping form, he felt something tugged in his heart, he shook his head, trying to be emotionless, girls meant toys to him, nothing more or else.
"Wake up, bitch..." Asher shook you, he wanted his eyes to meet with those beautiful eyes of yours he wanted to hear her sweet voice, but he couldn't admit he was too aggressive and proud.



