Hard Rock Nick: Boss Baby Asmr

Chapter 1: Hard Rock Truck

     I noticed the mysterious alpha male driving his hard rock truck. Wow... it was so beefy. His beard was shaven into a piercing blade, sharp enough to cut my heart into pieces. He seemed to be talking to his phone, as if filming a video. His words were distorted and muffled through the thick glass windows of his hard rock truck. All I could make out was "balls tugged........ Alpha male.......i relate to black people........" 

     He started dancing about to the Harlem shake. His moves were incomparable, and in short, enchanting. Bouncing his gleaming bald head around, his piercing eyes and toothy smile seemed to impale my essence. I felt vulnerable around this man.... Hard Rock Nick.

     I felt pulled in by his intense and aggressive aura. I just had to approach the hard rock truck. I walked up to the truck window and knocked on the window 69 times. "H-hello??" I say in a shrimp like tone. Shrimpy wimpy UwU. He catches my glance and raises his defined eyebrows. "Hey bitch," he states in a firm tone, probably as firm as his cocknballs. "Wow, hehe so dominant..." I shiver a bit. "Listen hooker whore slut face, i have a private suite in the hard rock hotel. Come up there. Now," He firmly states once again. That man was so assertive and it made me so sweaty. "Oeky UwU Daddy" i said. The dominance.... How sexy it was..... He was like fifty shades of gray, but if it were dunked in a bucket of axe body spray. So hot.