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

Where did she enter, where? She was here, just here and now she's gone, how is that possible? I'm sure I didn't miss her, I was just behind her. I snapped my head scanning my eyes around the area.


After walking around for so many minutes I saw her resting at the garden swing, perfect! I walked towards her and stood at her back, watching her flex her legs around making the swing move to and fro, she was in a quiet mood, why? Wasn't she supposed to be happy?


And then I got the courage to walk to her front. "Cleo, what were you thinking, you just met Tristan a couple of days ago, why did you pop into a relationship just like that?" I said as curiosity did a better job on me.


She shot me a stern look and huffed. "I thought hiding will make me stop seeing ugly faces around me." She said flatly, facing sideways.


"I will pretend I didn't hear that." I rebuff, I swept my hair backwards showing her how pretty I look cause she might wanna take back her words.


Chapter 35 A perfect plan