All Chapters of The Bet (The Female version of Christian Grey): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

[KHALI] "You seriously don't want to date that girl?" Steven, one of the Casino dealers and a friend of mine, asked me. He's always too friendly to any girl, but he's a womanizer, and this handsome blonde guy's face and charisma always get those girls on their knees. I just shook my head, ignoring his stupid questions. "Dude, that's a hot chick right there! You're a jerk if you don't see she's hitting on you," he continued. He is adamant that I date all of the girls who have shown interest in me. For the love of God, promiscuity is not my thing. "Steven, I don't have time for that; now, let's just get back to work, shall we?" I walked back to my place, leaving him standing by the poker table. L Hotels and Casino is my kingdom, and this is where I have all of my fun, but guess what? Girls aren't invited to join in the fun. Cards, numbers, money, and alcohol are all enjoyable and thrilling to me. I enjoy girls, but I'm not the kind to f

[KHALI] ~Flashback~ My schedule had already ended, so I was simply strolling around the casino, as usual, taking in the sights. It's a requirement of my pitboss job. I reached the slot machine section as I continued walking. Those who dislike playing cards prefer to use a slot machine. It is, in fact, simple. You just have to load up your machine, choose your pay lines, set your bet, hit the button, and have fun. Easy, right? But I couldn't fully enjoy my evening since the thoughts of that Jane Casanova— yeah, whatever her name is— irritated me. Not only did she humiliate me in that round, but I was also compelled to be her property. Nobody has any claim to me. I own myself, and I've never intended to be someone else's property. I despise it when someone forces me to do something I didn't want to begin with. I decided to leave the noisy slot machines alone and call it a night. I noticed a guy forcing a girl to get up from where she was sittin

[KHALI] "So, what happened last night?" Jey asked while grinning like an idiot. We're here in the casino, and she's been pestering me all day about that girl; I mean, now she's my girl. No, my slave. Yes. My slave. I frowned at her for the nth time. "Nothing happened, Jey. How many times do I have to tell you? NOTHING HAPPENED. OKAY?" I accentuated each syllable in the hopes that it would penetrate her obstinate mind. "I seriously doubt it. How can you let that opportunity pass by?! Hello!" she said, snapping her fingers in front of my face as if she were waking me up. I sighed and rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Jey! I'm not like you! I'm not going to take advantage of her simply because she's drunk; plus, I'll see her again this week," I said flatly. If there's even a touch of excitement in my voice, I'm sure she'll think maliciously, but I know how her mind works. That's how she thinks all the time. "Wait! Wow! Wow! Really!?"

[KHALI] The ringing of my alarm woke me up. I moaned and groped for my phone, which was evidently on my nightstand. My eyes slowly opened, and I checked the time; it was already 7 a.m. What time did I sleep last night? 2 a.m? I couldn't sleep last night, so I drank myself to sleep. I can smell my breath, reeks of alcohol, feeling a little disappointed in myself. I used to be an organized person, but one girl ruined my plans. I exited my room and proceeded to the kitchen. Beer cans were strewn across the floor. "I'll just let her clean this," I murmured. I took a glass, poured some water, and chugged it down. She's supposed to be here at this hour. I furrowed my brows as I glanced at my watch. My mind flashed back to the memories of last night; her scent, her heavy breathing, her smooth skin. No! No! No! I exhaled sharply, closing my eyes. She's making me insane!  I decided to first take a shower in the hopes of clearing my mind a

[JANE] I was just silent as we headed back to the car. Jey must have noticed my silence after she loaded the groceries into the trunk. "Are you alright?" she asked curiously. "I can't believe Khali thinks I'm dating you in the middle of the day," I grumbled as I slipped my phone into my pocket. "What? Seriously? I'm sorry. But really, she's a nice person. It's just that after that—uhm—I don't know if I'm in the position to tell you about it, but let's say, there's something happened before that made her lose her trust in everyone. She's quite skeptical of everything, and she hates when someone humiliates her or someone looks down on her. She hates that," Jey explained. "It's normal to be skeptical of things, but she's just too