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

Immediately I got down from the car I rushed upstairs to her room, I didn't bother knocking, it's my goddamn mansion. I was burning with rage as I grasped the doorknob pushing the door open.


My heart was becoming heavy as I stared at her, she was packing her hair in a bun, she was even wearing a smile, hmphh. How can she feel comfortable and calm knowing what she has done, the fact that I took her in against her will doesn't give her the nerve to insult my Mom, she's just making my anger towards her justified, I don't need to pretend anymore.


Stirring out of my thoughts I saw that she had noticed my presence and was gawking at me like a terrified chicken, oh so she was scared after all.


Seeing how scared she was with my presence made me want to hurt her more. She is scared but she dares insult my mother. Even if I'm not on good terms with her, I love her so very much and now I think she did that to hurt me.


Chapter 17 Striking a deal