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.

job to

accept that? Why didn't

happening again-they're

was coming at them

needed to give

without warning, and Silas entered, cladded

breathed, clutching her robe

her exposed neck, sending a blush creeping

Stone?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion as he

blush deepened.

about you all night, I couldn't

even though his honesty made her stomach knot. Chapter

chuckled. "Are you going out

going to see Aunt

have Bud around.

g him

with embarrassment. "I can handle myself. Yesterday was is never happening again,” she said

he said softly, his possessiveness unmistakable. "But I'd prefer Bud handle

"Thank you for your concern,"

you think

announcement?"

then; like her conversation with Aunt

time,"

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

"Where's your phone?"

guard. "Uh,

her phone and dialed some numbers. "I

number incident played in her mind and she cringed in shame.

you need anything, just

breath hitching as his

a moment, it seemed as though he might close the distance between them. Part of her wanted him to, another

shook his head and turned to the door.

as he left, 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

prepared to see her aunt. When she got

going to my aunt's house," she told

an afterthought, he added. "I had to

understand. You were doing

one who should be ashamed. She had been such an emotional wreck that she had allowed everyone to

over her.

her way to the garage, where she saw the older man who introduced himself as Victor. Ivy gave her aunt's home address, and shortly they