Basement?" I asked. He nodded quietly. Yes, his house has a fucking basement. There was another thick door that at the end of the stairs. I tried to calm myself when he positioned his finger on a security pad. "Cool security system," I said in a jokingly manner, obviously nervous to see what's ahead. "This is where I fuck girls so I need one," he said it with a straight face. "What do you mean?" My eyes and mouth went wide in horror. Warning: Foul language ahead/dealing with drugs/rape. I am just feeding you with another bad boy story. It's never enough. First few chapters are a bit slow...but please dont give up! xx P/S : I do not condone these behaviour. Also this book is in process of editing. Please bear with me!