What happens when a bet turn into a real romance?
The almighty playboy, Jerry, was caught up in his own world of fantasy. He was NYC's hottest billionaire, recognized and worshipped by many.

He fought the urge of wanting more than a one night stand from Cleopatra who had him on her blacklist of players.

When you keep pushing it away and it keeps coming back stronger, what is said to be done.

That was the case with Jerry and Cleo, Jerry always shoves it down her throat that she can't get rid of him, but she always denies it.

Would she be able to hide it, for how long, they were enemies but do enemies catch feelings.

It's all a bet Cleo, don't fall for his charming looks, she would say to herself.


 

Mistaken For A Prey

The maids went on their knees begging Mrs Williams but she wasn't the one to plead as she was finding it more offensive.


"Go get your bags and get out, you are fired." She flared pompously, glaring at them.


"Including you, Jerry's guest." She spat and Cleo gasped at her.


"Yes you, get out! Go and order them around in the slums where you all belong." She spat angrily.


How dare she come into her son's house and I've the guts to turn his maids towards her, no guest of his shall insult her and go Scot free.


"Yeah! It worked, it worked!" Cleo screamed swaying her waist, dancing to a music only she could hear with the confused Mrs Williams staring blankly at her.


She ran to kiss her forehead, "thank you ma'am, you don't know what you've done for me, I'm grateful." With this she rushed upstairs.


Chapter 16 Cruella is Jerry\'s Mother