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

Why won't mom believe me, instead stating the obvious she's scolding me for barging in on her, ptsshh. There's only one person who will believe it, I need to get to him fast before he gets out of the house.


I rushed to Jerry's door and swiped the card dad gave on the lock and it opened, perfect. I heaved as I got inside. Oh, he was fast asleep, but I didn't give him any stress today. When has he become this lazy, what should I do now?


"Big bro, bro." I said, pulling his hands hoping he would stir from his sleep but he didn't, I snuck my tiny hands under his chest trying to carry him but damn, there's no way I can carry him, he weighs thousands.


'I've tried to carry him, I've tried to pull him, what else haven't I tried.' I meditated, my fingers under my chin. Okay, let me try shouting in his ears that should work right, it will work on me so it has to work on him too. Placing my mouth on his ear I shouted, "wake up!" But he didn't burge.


Chapter 24 A ghost