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

"You Jerk!!" Blair flared up, grunting under her breath. She couldn't believe all her efforts went to waste.


"Leave the master planning to Mia." Cleo tipped her tongue, feeling relaxed in the tensed room.


"Come off it, Cleo, I'm trying to help you. You couldn't even call him your fiance, I can't even remember you both as a couple, it was more like an affair." He laughed and poured himself another glass.


"I wouldn't agree less, we weren't the best couples and that's because we let our insecurities take the better of us." Cleopatra replied, matter of factly. She turned to look at Ryan and scoffed at the smile he was wearing.


"You know, you shouldn't have been here." He clicked his glass with his little finger and corked his head. "It hurts more when you can't do anything."


Chapter 65 Unveiling secrets