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

"When do we stop digging, I'm getting choked off, this room stinks." Blair whined, shrinking her nose every minute.


Cleopatra stopped to look at her, she wiped the sweat forming on her forehead and grunts. "It's not like you're doing anything."


She pouted her lips and grossed. "I don't have to do anything to know how choked up this place is, I'm just bothered about us."


"You should be." Cleopatra snorted and continued with what she was doing.


She had almost thought of digging in peace when the alarming voice of Blair came on again. "Wait.. are we gonna go through that?" She pouted, staring bubbles at her.


Cleopatra turned to face her, giving her an absurd look, she twitched a smile and stepped backwards.


"I'm just. When are we gonna fit in, the hole is not going anywhere, stop looking at me like that." She let it out, putting on a sad expression.


Chapter 66 Together again