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

"Are you really leaving us?" Mrs William's asked sullenly.


She had called Cleopatra to her room to discuss something with her. They had talked to some length before she finally deem it fit to bring up the question that's been disturbing her mind lately.


Cleopatra remained calm, bitting her lips at intervals. Where should she start from, should she start explaining from where he talked her into leaving or when he sneaked in on her.


Her eyes welded with tears and it took just the help of a small blink to wet her cheeks with it. Mrs William's stared at her, she knew how hard it was for her expecially now that they ain't in talking terms but she want to hear it from the horse mouth.


"I guess it's not my choice to make." She said shortly, blowing her hair in exasperation.


"You remember the promise you made to me?" She paused and flickered her eyes at her.


"Of course I do." She scoffed, trying humanly possible not to sound sarcastic.


Chapter 61 Caught in the act