Eighteen-year-old Asche nibbled on his bottom lip as he sat in the hotel room with this handsome man who looked way out of his league yet he was interested in a plain Jane like him.

He felt nervous and his palms were sweaty as he fiddled with his fingers. Tye came up to him holding a drink in each hand, offering Asche a glass. Asche nodded his thanks and took the glass, wrapping both of his hands around it. Prior to him coming here, he had several shots of Vodka just to calm his nerves and to give him the courage to go through with this.

He shouldn't be contemplating this but he had no other choice and no other source of income. Tye Fernander was a handsome banker who spotted Asche one day as he was walking down the sidewalk, past the bank where Tye worked. Truth is, he glimpsed Asche days before, but he lost track of him in the bustling crowd, never seeing him again until weeks later.

Tye, a thirty-five-year-old bachelor, immediately became awed by Asche's beauty. He had to have him. So, with his mind made up, he power walked to catch up with the young teen.

"Excuse me!" He called out.

Asche stopped and turned around to face Tye with a questioning look. "Can I help you?" His lush lips were turned down in a frown.

Tye placed on one of his best smiles. "I couldn't help but notice you walking down the street. I was mesmerized by your astonishing beauty. I do apologize for startling you."

Asche forced a smile, "It's okay. I wasn't in a hurry anyway."

Tyler's smile broadened. "Then do you mind if I offer to take you out for lunch? That is, if you're free." He offered, politely. His dark brown eyes regarding Asche with adoration and untamed lust that he skillfully hid.

Young Asche had a taste for men but he had no experience with them, always working and attending school. With the bills backing up and his exams approaching, relationships were out of the equation. Yet this man stood in front of him, smiling charmingly with the offer to take him to lunch. This radiant man shined brightly like the sun's rays in the afternoon.

Stress clawed at him and he truly needed a breather. Maybe this man can take his mind off of the issues of life.

And so he agreed. Tye beamed.

Tye took him to an Italian restaurant where they sat outside and ordered pasta and pizza. Asche loved pasta and when Tye told him that he can order as much as he wanted, he went for gold. They spoke about Tye's job, Asche's studies and their likes and dislikes. It was a casual conversation.

Asche found that he actually enjoyed Tye's company and soon they met up almost every day to eat lunch or go on strolls. Asche considered Tye as a dear friend but Tye harbored deep feelings for him that grew stronger each passing day.

Where Tye only patted him on the shoulder, he now touched his arm, or hand in a tender squeeze. His eyes reflected an emotion Asche wasn't aware of and soon enough, he found out what it was a week later after he was served his eviction notice.

Although they became close, Asche refrained from discussing his personal life with Tye. He felt ashamed and reluctant to open up to the banker. He didn't want Tye to feel as if he was throwing his problems on him. Tye, on the other hand, was eager to know a lot more about Asche, including his financial problems where he took the opportunity to easily wiggle his way into Asche's pants.

"Are you okay, Asche?" He asked from where he sat at the table where they were having lunch. He reached over and took Asche's hand in his.

Asche flinched a little and pursed his lips, staring down at his plate of food that he barely touched with worry on his features.

"My landlord served me an eviction notice." He said, softly. His face flushing with shame.

Tye frowned, gazing at him with concern. "I'm so sorry to hear that. Why did you not tell me you were back up on your rent? I would have offered to assist you."

Asche's gaze snapped up and he frowned at Tye. "I couldn't! I don't want you to think I became friends with you for your money!"

Tye shook his head. "I know you, Asche and I know you are not that kind of person. You're pure, tenderhearted and stubborn but you're not a gold digger."

Asche bit his lower lip and cast his eyes away, staring at the marble tiles underneath his feet. "I couldn't bring myself to ask you. I'm too prideful to even think of doing that. I don't like to owe people."

The gears in Tye's mind started to move and an opportunity presented itself so beautifully before his eyes. For weeks he's been stifling his desire to bed Asche. His body ached desperately and he was at his wit's end. He needed a taste of Asche's body and this was the moment to offer him an alternative.

"What if I offered you the money, and my body as well? Asche, I know you see the way I look at you. I'm starving for your touch. I can give you all that you'll ever need and want. Just give me you. I like you so much, it hurts. One night Asche, that's all I'm asking for and I'll cover your rent and school fees."

Asche gulped and kept his eyes averted, sporting a dark blush that skated along his cheeks and nose. Tye wanted to have sex with him in exchange for money? Is he for real? Or is this some kind of joke?

"Look at me, Asche," Tye demanded gently and Asche shifted his gaze on him. "I'll make it pleasurable. You'll enjoy it greatly. Just trust me."

He nibbled on his bottom lip and thought deeply. What was the harm in sleeping with Tye? They weren't in a relationship and Tye was offering to pay all of his bills, so what did he have to lose?

His virginity.

Asche found himself wanting to cling to his virtue and save it for his true love but will true love pay his bills? Especially when time offered him no hope? By the time he found his true love, he'd be a beggar on the streets.

So he bit the bullet and accepted.

Tye smiled fervidly.

As he then opened a can of worms that was spoiled rotten.

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