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

A hand grabbed me pulling me to a dark Conner. I wiggled my hand free from his grasp but he was fast enough to catch it again. Who is he and what does he want from me, is this Jerry trying to prank me or Ryan cause I avoided him.


No matter what I shouldn't let him think I'm fragile, I will continue to struggle with him. "Let me go." I screamed, throwing my hands at his chest. He was so tall and masculine, I doubt if he feels any pain at all.


He pushed me to the wall and placed both hands on it, preventing me from running. "Why are you so scared, are you up to some mischief?"


I lift my head up to look at the taunting vision that's making me develop cold feets. A scowl formed on his face as he noticed the surprised face I wore.


"You!" I flared, shaking his hand away. "What do you want, arrogant?" As if standing at my front wasn't enough torture to me regarding the cutie he was, he leaned closer, pressing me to the wall.


Chapter 30 Intriguing Partners