Chelsea's POV;

Walking through Asher's house towards his bedroom, was like walking through a dream. No, scratch that. It felt like I was walking through a movie. A beautiful one at that.

This house is like one of those houses I always used to fantasize about owning when I was much younger. Except I know that only billionaires can own such exquisite buildings.

That's one of the reasons I chose to work my ass off and come out of college with a first class. But here, I am. Fooling around with Asher. Wouldn't this affect my initial plan?

I stare up at Asher as we reach the top of the...