Chapter 1

Miley Stewart was in hell.

This wasn't a usual situation for her, actually it was very rare that she ever felt angry, or frustrated. Over all she was just a happy—go—lucky person. Never complained to anyone about anything, took direction and criticism very well, always strived to be the best she could be with out regrets.

But like the other 6 billion people in the world, she was human and like all human beings there were times when things crept under her skin that wouldn't go away with a simple scrape of the finger. Now that she maintained her growing business and proud to say she had a successful thriving boutique, she needed to really focus on her work and if she felt like sitting at the kitchen table in the early hours of the morning to get it done then she was going to do just that, even if her best friend was screwing some random chicks' brains out.

Yes, her best friend and room mate, Nick Grey, was just down the hall fucking some random girl he met at a club. Now, she wasn't up set that the grown man was jumping this girls bones so hard you could hear her screams from outside their apartment. No, she was used to this. But when she needed to get her work done she would like peace and quiet, that didn't include the disturbing sounds that echoed through the apartment.

Just as the sounds starting dying down, Miley smirked to herself and started typing away on her laptop. Finally she could get something accomplished. She needed to fill orders fast since autumn was right around the corner and all the high end designers were snapping up the fall collection faster then summer had ended; it wasn't even over yet. But she was lucky enough that her "Classy Lassie" boutique didn't just consist of pricy designer pieces but also a lot of her own.

Graduating at the top of her class at Brown University gave her many advantages and opportunities in the business and design world. Her peers, parents, siblings, and friends all thought she would become the next Coco Chanel; dominating the world with her tasteful clothing line that would sale out when ever a well known celebrity was pictured wearing it; on a red carpet or even out at a casual dinner.

No, that was not Miley's dream. She could live without the fame and fortune. In her mind that is not what made someone successful or exceptional at their craft. She just simply loved and truly enjoyed the path she chose for her career. She definitely wasn't complaining of anything in her life at this point; her income was fantastic, she had amazing friends and family who supported her and were always there for her, and her boyfriend of almost one year, Liam Blakelee, she was comfortable with him and everything was perfect with their relationship.

Finishing her orders for her fall accessories, she began searching through brands of lingerie. Surprisingly, out of every collection she stocked her shelves with, she was most proud of her lingerie line. That area sold the best amongst woman of her age and she found the sexy yet comfortable pieces suited her the best as well. Not to get confused, "Classy Lassie" wasn't a sexed up store for just the older woman, it was a cross between Forever 21 and Victoria secret. You would find a ranging from perfume to jewelry, lingerie to conservative, bikinis to dresses. Basically, your favorite stores packed into one.

The sound of fizzling soda extracted her concentration from the lace panties on the screen and to the shirtless man coming her way.

"What are you doing up so early?" Miley asked, turning back to her previous work as Nick sat in front of her.

Nick leaned back in the black chair, stretching his legs out in front of him, crossing at his ankles, "I could ask you the same."

Miley huffed, "Just looking for new lingerie pieces."

"If I knew you were out here all by yourself and horny I would have let you come and join us," he smirked.

Miley laughed dryly, "By the sounds that girl was making, I don't see how you could even want to be apart of that."

He shrugged, "What can I say, I have talent for making the ladies scream," he sat up straight, smirking at her, "Something I am sure Liam doesn't have considering the lack of sounds coming out of your bedroom."

She pursed her lips and glared at him, trying to stifle a laugh, "That's not funny Nicholas," she shook her head, "I happen to enjoy my sex life thank you very much."

A common conversation the two best friends had every now and then. What could she say? She didn't feel the need to scream and moan for the whole world to hear. Plus she didn't understand why females were so loud during intercourse, she never was, not with any of her boyfriends. Guess it just wasn't her style.

But the woman Nick brought home were always loud. It wasn't just them, it was also the bed beating against the wall, she could even hear the smacking of their skin when it collided. It gave her chills just thinking about it.

"Whatever you say Mi, what ever you say," Nick shook his head chuckling.

How could she enjoy her sex life? He often thought to himself. Late at night when he knew her and Liam were going at it, he couldn't even hear the bangs of the bed rocking. A few times he heard Miley whimpering and occasionally a grunt from Liam, but that was it.

Miley noticed Nick staring at her with a questioning expression. She decided to ignore but after of minutes he kept at it. She stopped typing and looked at him with wide eyes.

"What?"

Nick shook his head, "I was just wondering how you could enjoy such a boring sex life?"

Miley pouted and tipped her chin, "Don't you have to work today?" she wondered, hoping he did so this topic would cease.

Nick couldn't help but smile at her demeanor—Chin tipped and lips pursed. He chuckled, feeling the winners pride coating him, "Nope," he smirked, leaning back, crossing his arms over his bare chest, "I'm all yours today baby."

Miley groaned, with a little whine mixed in, "Great," she muttered.

A/N: Hello readers and hopefully reviewers! New story, YAY! I am actually really really proud of this first chapter, -Not trying to sound cocky- but hey! I was really frustrated with my writing the past month and had major writers block and randomly this idea just popped into my head. This is a NILEY story so don't freak out that Miley is dating Liam, she won't be for long ;) But Liam is a very important part of the plot, which you will find out later! If you haven't already guessed this is a "Friends With Benefits" type story, so it is going to include sex for all of you niley perverts. I am really excited to get going with this story and I REALLY hope you guys are excited and please tell how excited you are in your REVIEWS! Don't be a silent reader ;)

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