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

Can I ever get myself back, why is everything that happened in the pool replaying in my head over and over again, I should be tired if it now but I wasn't. If I say I didn't enjoy the kiss I would be a bad joker, she tastes like strawberries.


Huhhh, crazy thoughts, they are drifting back. I flipped my tongue on my lip, I wish I could do that again. Oh Cleopatra, what have you done to me?


Does she crave me as I crave her or was she just getting back at Jerry? No, she was hungry for it, my lips suited hers perfectly, are we meant for each other?


Why do I keep getting this ill feeling each time I think about her getting at Jerry, Am I falling for her? It was just a trick, it was a narrow escape from getting slapped, I knew she was gonna do it but Jerry's presence helped a lot.


"Back to earth man." Merlin said, waving his hands over my face.


Chapter 36 Home Coming