A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 12

Ivy leaned against the door, bolting it swiftly behind her.

What was that?

She panted, her chest heaving as she tried to steady her breathing. She pressed her lips together, trying to suppress the longing that surged through her. A rush of undeniable heat coursed through her as she kicked off her shoes.

Ivy collapsed into her bed, its softness easing her tension just slightly. She stripped off the hideous gown Rosie had given her and flung it on the floor.

She winced, recalling the argument with Rosie before choosing the dress. Trying to shake off the memory of that and Silas's touch. Ivy made her way to the tub and soaked herself in warm water.

Some minutes later, she wrapped herself in a plush blue towel, returned to the bed and drifted off into a deep sleep.

The next morning, she was woken by a bang on her door. Ivy yawned and stretched, making her way out of the bed. She wrapped a robe around her and cracked the door open. Monica stood there, beaming.

Good morning, ma'am," Monica greeted cheerfully. "I brought you breakfast"

-Good morning," Ivy murmured, opening the door wider to let Monica in

Monica set a tray of food on the table. "Mr. Stone said you have Victor, his driver, and Bud for the day, in case you want to go out."

"Is he out?" Ivy asked.

"He's preparing for work, ma'am."

ank you

"Alright, thank you," Ivy said.

Monica nodded and left. Ivy moved to the table and popped a strawberry in her mouth. She then walked to the large window and pulled

back the curtain.

The view below was magnificent, and she promised herself to check it out one of these days.

Looking around the room, the realization hit her.

Sise was here at least for six months.

She scrolled back to the bed, and sat.

What happened yesterday? She reflected.

From losing her job to becoming Ivy Stone, And the

she accept that? Why didn't she

again-they're never

She was coming at them

out loud. She needed to give that backstabbing ex-best

door flew open without warning, and Silas entered, cladded in a sharp

Ivy breathed, clutching her

on her exposed neck, sending a

was your first night as Mrs. Stone?" he asked, his voice

deepened. "Great

all night, I couldn't sleep," he

chided, even though his honesty made her stomach knot. Chapter

you

to

have Bud around.

g him

cheeks burned with embarrassment. "I can handle myself. Yesterday was is never happening

know," he said softly, his possessiveness unmistakable. "But I'd

at his tone. "Thank you for your concern," she

welcome," he smiled. "Do you think you're ready

announcement?"

to put some things in place before then; like her conversation with Aunt May. "Soon, I guess," she shrugged.

your time," Silas

though she had no intention of taking her time. She wouldn't want to break her

"Where's your phone?"

her off guard. "Uh, there." She pointed to the

bedside, took her phone and dialed

mind and she cringed in shame.

you need anything, just call me," Silas

she replied, her breath hitching as his piercing gaze lingered on

seemed as though he might close the distance between them. Part of her wanted

his head and turned to

She remembered his touch on her breasts-his searing kiss, and desire sprang through her. She knew he wanted her his longing for her was obvious, but she wasn't

thought off, she prepared to see her aunt. When she got downstairs, Bud was

to my aunt's house," she

as an afterthought, he added. "I

You were doing

be ashamed. She had been such an emotional wreck that she had

over her.

the garage, where she saw the older man who introduced himself as Victor. Ivy gave her