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

Hahh! What do I do now? My fingers are itching to tap, should I or should I not?


"Urghh!!" I groaned inwardly, ruffling my hair as I did.


Just a freaking fool, what should I do with such brain if what it does is cause me to be impatient and curious. Oh, I would so smash you if what you're telling me is false.


My fingers where itching to tap and the more efforts I put in trying to restrain myself I end up wanting to know more. What if I tap it and it's not really scaring, should I be expecting worst.


They shouldn't have called, now I'm left alone in the middle of an heat I know nothing about and that is killing ne. I have to do this, I just have to…


Wait! Is this about Jerry- he's not yet back, hope he is okay wherever he is. Holy Molly!


My fingers flew to my mouth and I but my nails terribly. It's not happening, not possible! He was mad before he left but he wasn't drunk so that's a relief,ahh.


Chapter 62 I\'m I at fault?