A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 6

The day had turned out far differently than Ivy had expected. Better or worse? She couldn't say

In hours, she'd been disowned, fired, and married—and now, she was kissing her new, impossibly attractive husband.

His mouth claimed hers with a desperation that stole her breath, like he needed her lips to survive. She should have seen it coming. From the way he'd been staring at her, it was obvious he intended to kiss her. Yet, she hadn't prepared for it-and yet, she was responding.

Silas grabbed her behind, pulling her closer until she could feel his hardness against her stomach. She parted her lips instinctively. welcoming him like a long- lost stranger returning home.

As his hands roamed lower, a guttural sound escaped her, igniting a heat that burned in between her legs.

When he did pull away, his hazel eyes glinted with mischief as Ivy stood there- flushed and breathless.

She looked away, brushing her hair from her face, but she caught the corners of his lips tugging into a smirk.

"I said nothing intimate between us," she said, trying to regain control even as her breathing and voice betrayed her.

"That was just a kiss, dear Ivy, to seal the deal. Was that intimate for you?" He teased, his hazel eyes daring her to answer.

She knew what he was doing and she wasn't going to fall for it. "I'm leaving," she said, turning to the door before he could stop her.

But Silas was quicker. "We're going together," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument

Ivy sighed. "Fine"

Silas chuckled, leading her out the door and into the elevator. His staff greeted him with deference, and Ivy couldn't help but notice how everyone respected him.

The hefty man who had brought her there earlier escorted them to the garage, where a sleek, luxurious car was waiting.

As Ivy entered, a lump suddenly formed in her throat, and her chest tightened.

What had she done?

-She had accepted a marriage deal, and now doubt gnawed at her. She was married again, barely three months after divorce. Even

though she had more control in this union-fear still creeped in.

Worse, she hadn't even read the contract properly. Too late now, unless she could suddenly provide ten million dollars. Now, Silas wanted to see the small place she managed with her aunt.

Her cheeks burned with shame as she stammered out the address.

The ride passed in mostly silence, with Silas occasionally touching her thighs and engaging in small talk that she only responded to with

murmurs.

seen a million times. By the time they reached her aunt's house, terror had

she announced flatly, hoping Silas might

forehead wrinkled. "Just open the

led him

She sprang to her feet, relief flooding her expression."Oh Ivy!

confusion. May knew she'd normally be at work. "I didn't see your

hug. "I'm so

you talking about?" Ivy's voice rose in

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darling. I heard you were fired. Cheryl called me-she was

course she was," Ivy scoffed, anger simmered in

Silas said, his

as she noticed Silas for the first time. "Mr. Stone?"

doesn't know Silas Stone? May asked, stepping forward. "Mr. Stone, welcome to our home," she

meet you, Aunt May." Then he nudged

this is Silas Stone. My... husband."

know, but it's not a real marriage," she added quickly. "It's only for six

face darkened slightly, looking a little offended. "Anything else you'd like to

a kind smile. "Well, you're a grown woman. You know what's best for you. Congratulations,

embrace, relief washing over her. "Thank you,

for her things,"

Silas," Ivy stuttered, her cheeks flushing with color.

room.."You might want to wait out here. The space is

replied, his voice teasing

hesitated before pushing

smaller with Silas's towering presence, his muscular frame

predicted, the

as insecurity and shame gnawed at her. She had nothing

seemed to sense her discomfort. "Just leave them. I'll get

of photography equipment, clutching it tightly as she stepped out of the room, holding back

left Mason and her father had refused

Ivy walked over and kissed her. "Thank you,

again?" May asked, worry etched across her

marriage, not a prison," Silas

his lips. "She's free to visit you