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.

a whirlwind. From losing her job to becoming Ivy Stone, And the incident with

she accept that? Why didn't

happening again-they're never going to

was coming at

she said out loud. She needed to give that backstabbing ex-best friend a piece of her

without warning, and Silas entered, cladded in a

clutching

her exposed neck, sending a blush creeping up

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

blush deepened. "Great And

about you all night, I couldn't sleep," he

chided, even though his honesty made her stomach knot.

chuckled. "Are you going

I'm going to see Aunt

just want you to have Bud around. He mentioned yesterday's, incident,"

g him

is never happening again,” she said firmly, letting

he said softly, his possessiveness unmistakable. "But

his tone. "Thank you for your

smiled. "Do you think you're ready for

announcement?"

before then; like her conversation with Aunt May. "Soon, I guess," she shrugged. "If that's not too long,

your time," Silas

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

"Where's your phone?"

"Uh, there." She

phone and dialed

incident played in her mind and she cringed in shame.

just call me,"

breath hitching as his

close the distance between them. Part of her wanted him to, another

his head and turned to the door. "Have

Ivy sighed. 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

prepared to see her aunt. When

house," she

afterthought, he added. "I

were doing your job," Ivy

one who should be ashamed. She had been such an emotional wreck that

over her.

who introduced himself as Victor. Ivy gave