Playing the Player

The Name's Cooper-Aiden Cooper

Yes yes I know..."What took you so long to update?"  To answer your question, the answer is...because I'm slow. I don't really have an excuse, I just took an extra long time to write this chapter.

* Some people have requested it so we are doing this chapter in Aiden's POV to see his perspective of things. Being the dick he is, he will be saying some pretty sexist things so feminists don't attack me;it's not aimed at anyone!*

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Aiden's POV

"Oh Aiden!"

Faster. Harder. Deeper. The wonders of fucking described in three simple words.

"Don't stop!"

You heard the lady. Can't stop how. I guess we'll finish the introductions in the morning...

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I woke up to the smell of girlish perfume and immediately realized something wasn't right. What the fuck? I thought to myself. I looked to my left and found the problem right away.

What the hell is she still doing here?

I looked around the room and saw clothes everywhere and furniture turned upside showing evidence of one hell of night. Well done Cooper... When I bed a chick, I always make sure it's great to make her come back for more. Not that I'm going to sleep with her again; I just find desperate girls entertaining.

I turned back around towards the chick still laying in my bed. I thought I told her to leave once we're done. It's not a new rule, all the girls I fuck know this—once we're done in done with you. They know to leave once we are finished. It also makes it easier for me when I have more than one nightly appointments.

"Get up. It's morning." I demanded. Meghan or whatever her name is, was still asleep so she didn't hear me.
7:00 my alarm clock said.
"Hey! Wake up! There's still school today remember." I couldn't care less about school. I just needed a reason for her to leave. This time she listened but didn't bother getting out of bed.

"Why should I?" She said seductively, "It's not like you care." She traced my abs with her hand and continued, "Come on, let's have some fun." On any given day I would gladly take her up on her offer, but today was special. It's Friday which mean I get to take a feisty little princess on a date. Vanessa.

"Sorry but fun's over. You need to leave now."

"But—

"I'll have one of the maids escort to main entrance." After a while she finally gave up,  picked up her clothes and left.

"Finally!" I fell back onto my bed and sighed. I don't know why girls just don't get it. I don't do relationships and I never will. Just because I slept with you, doesn't mean I like you. I probably won't even remember your name a day later.

Vanessa.

Now that name I can't seem to forget. Her name continuously rang in my head. She was different from other girls; she was the first girl to say no to me about a special offer. What's even weirder is that I was the one who  asked. It's usually the girl who's throwing herself at me.

My thoughts were interrupted by a small knock at my bedroom door.
"Mr. Cooper. I believe it is time to get ready for your daily school sessions. The maids have ironed your clothes for the day, the cook has prepared your morning meal, and the chauffeur is waiting outside."