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 door creaked open and Nurse Tasha walked in, she looked at Jerry with the corner of her eyes. He was standing behind the curtains, staring blankly at the silent environment of the hospital.


Even after noticing some movements he didn't bug, it seems he knew who it was already, he focused his attention at the widow. His left hand stood elegantly on his stomach with the help of a shoulder sling.


The Nurse joined him but he didn't even spare her a glance not to even notice there was someone there, his mind was elsewhere.


"Hey." Came her concerned voice, "how are you feeling now?" She asked, moving closer to him.


He snapped his head around and gnarled at her. He didn't have to say it, with his intense cold eyes filled with hostility she didn't need a soothsayer to tell her how out of the mood he is.


She swallowed hard bracing herself for whatever outcome his cold behavior produced, she became immune to this the moment she agreed to join in the plan.


Chapter 47 Hospital Drama pt2