"Just for fun"

"Rejected"

"Good morning sir,"Karla says to Bruce as she walks with him to his office.

"yes Karla, how may I help you?"

he spoke, obviously upset with her calling out to him.

"sir, do you remember I told you we were having a new investor?"

"yes," he lies.

"sir, I'm glad you're here already because she's on her way,"

"she??" he asked already impressed.

"yes sir, she's a wealthy heiress and she finds our cars exquisite and wants to work with us for a while,"

"well...i won't say I'm not impressed, a lady trying to invest, that's cool"

"when do we get to meet?"he asked with a smirk on his face.

"Today, she's on her way, she would like a meeting to be held in other to meet everyone."

"And what's her name?"

"miss Valdez "

"hmmmm.. sounds like we'll get along just fine."

hours passed by, and the executives were waiting for her.

"So this is what it feels like to wait for someone" Bruce wondered.

Karla walked in.

"sorry ladies and gentlemen, miss Valdez is here now.

The investor walked into the conference room, and he couldn't believe his eyes. It was her - the woman from that night, the woman he had been unable to stop thinking about. She was even more stunning than he remembered, she wore a corporate office wear, her pants were so simple yet captivating, her shirt looked so good on her, her makeup was simple and barely noticeable but she looked so good. hair long blonde hair was straighten and laid on her shoulders, she was so pure he felt his heart skip a beat.

She glanced at him, and their eyes met. For a moment, he thought he saw recognition in her eyes, but then she looked away, her face impassive. He was left wondering if he had imagined it, or if she really had recognized him.

"Welcome," he said, his voice sounding strained. "Thank you for joining us."

He tried to focus on the meeting, but it was hard to concentrate with her sitting across from him. Every time he looked at her, he was brought back to that night. He couldn't help but wonder if she felt the same way.

But she was all business, asking questions and taking notes. There was no sign that she remembered him, and he wondered if he had imagined the whole thing. Maybe he had just been so desperate to see her again that his mind had played tricks on him.

As the meeting came to an end, he felt a sense of disappointment. She was leaving, and he didn't know if she would want to speak to him.

He couldn't wait, he rushed to see her off.

he rushed to the parking lot.

wondering why he rushed after a lady,

"what is going on with me?"

he said to himself.

and then out of nowhere he almost gets run over by a Bugatti Veyron.

he moved out of the way.

"Who the f**k are you!?" he begins to curse.

The car stops,and then someone stepped out.

"you!!!?" he said while smiling.

"can i help you?"she said with a cold tune.

he walked towards her and then smiles .

"Miss Valdez, is it? when I met you at the club you said you were alma?"

she smirked"And who says I'm not?"

"Oh... Alright, but I didn't know we would meet again, you seemed so simple yet you're worth alot"

"Seems so"

"Miss Valdez, I would love to take you out on a proper date,get to know you better and spend time together.?"

she sighed. "Mr. Louis I'm sorry, I don't think I'll be available."

"why? I thought you would like to get to -"

"Mr.louis I don't mix business and pleasure together, Thank you for your offer." she interupted him, rejected him and left.

Alma had turned him down flat, and it had stung more than he had expected. He had been so sure of himself, so sure that she would be just as interested in him as he was in her. But she had barely given him a second glance. He tried to brush it off, telling himself that it was no big deal, but he couldn't shake the feeling of rejection.

He felt terrible, he had never been rejected before, even before he became a billionaire, he was always a ladies man.

he went over to Michaels home, and then told him everything.

Micheal was stunned but he found it funny.

" I never thought I would hear you say, you've been turned down, wow! you must

be in pain bro"

"Actually I'm as stunned as you are, I'm handsome and every lady wants me,we had a one night stand and she says she doesn't mix business with pleasure, she's not really a big deal."

Michael laughs.

"Actually she is bro "

"yeah, you're right! she's so pretty and sexy, I can't believe I'll have to see her everyday for the next three months."

"Three months?"Michael asked .

"yes, three months."

"Bro..! that's enough time for you to win her over!"

"she won't even look at me,"

"Keep trying, or have you lost your rizz?"

"ofcourse not! I can never!"

"If that's true then let's make a bet,"

"Alright, I'm listening."

The bet was simple - he had to make her fall in love with him within three months. If he succeeded, he would win a 300 million dollars. If he failed, he would have to make Michael dinner at the fanciest restaurant in town. He knew it was a gamble, but he couldn't resist the challenge. After all, he had never lost a bet before.

He began to make his plans, determined to win. He would use all of his charm and charisma to make her fall for him. He was confident that he could succeed, but little did he know that she was a much more formidable opponent than he could

It was Michael who had suggested the bet. He had seen how upset he was, and he thought it might be a way to help him move on. Bruce had been reluctant at first, but he eventually agreed. He didn't want to lose or chicken out.

Alma arrived at her apartment, she bath,ate and then began working..

she smiled at the thought of Bruce's plans.

"I'm not there to have an affair, or anything else. I just want to work and leave when my contract is over..

a one night stand doesn't mean anything right,?" she said to her cat.

she laughs."I'm going crazy, I'm talking to a cat"

I need to rest,"

she laid down, thinking about how her went and soon falls asleep.

while alma slept Bruce was busy brainstorming ideas to get on Alma's good side, but everything he thought of wasn't worthy to impress her.

"she's not just some normal girl, or else I would have gotten her flowers and diamonds, or shoe's, mennn..... dealing with a successful woman isn't easy, I'm not made for this!"

He complained to Michael.

"Bro, do you want to give up so soon?

I mean it's just the first day and you're already complaining?" Michael teased.

Bruce got upset, "Okay bye!! I think I'm finally ready to sleep!". he said and then ended the call.

"f**k!! why do I do to make her like me at least?"

he ran his hand through his brown hair.

He gets an idea, "Self made woman don't want fancy stuff, they love the smallest gestures." he was relieved.

he picked up his phone and dialled a number.

"I'll like to place an order."