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 Rosie

did she accept that? Why

never happening again-they're never

was coming at them

loud. She needed to

open without warning, and Silas entered, cladded

Ivy breathed, clutching her

her exposed neck, sending a blush creeping up

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

blush deepened. "Great

thinking about you all night, I couldn't

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

"Are you

I'm going to see Aunt May,

to have Bud around.

g him

Yesterday was is never happening again,” she said firmly, letting know that

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

his tone. "Thank you for your concern,"

you think

announcement?"

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

time," Silas

taking her time. She wouldn't want to break her side of

"Where's your phone?"

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

the bedside, took her phone and dialed some numbers. "I just realized I didn't have

mind

you need anything, just call me,"

as

a moment, it seemed as though he might close the distance between them.

and turned to the door. "Have

searing kiss, and desire sprang through her. She knew he wanted her his longing for her was obvious, but she wasn't ready for

the thought off, she prepared to see her aunt. When

to my aunt's house," she told him. "And

nodded. Then, as an afterthought, he added.

doing

anything, she was the one who should be ashamed. She had been such an emotional wreck that she

over her.

older man who introduced himself as Victor. Ivy gave her aunt's home address,