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

The mansion was very quiet, that was so unusual. I know I messed up some people's night, but I didn't mess up that of Harley Quinn. Why is she suddenly quiet at the table?


"Jerry, you haven't touched your food." Mum said softly.


"I'm not hungry." He croaked, staring at space.


We've almost finished our food and Jerry hasn't touched his, I hope I didn't do too much. Christ, I just wanted him to get married, I didn't know he was going to take it to heart.


"How can you not be hungry when I am eating almost two plates? You haven't taken anything since today. Please try and eat." Cleo cooed, begging him with eyes.


"You can eat three plates for all I care, we ain't alike, that's why you keep adding weight." His voice weighed his hostile tone thus making her hands vibrate.


Harley Quinn or Mia Jake let out a loud gasp. "So besties do get Jealous, I thought that happened with fiance's." She mocked, snorting in her cup of juice.


Chapter 43 Dinner Went Wrong!