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

she accept that? Why didn't

never happening again-they're

Ivy again. She was coming at them

to give that backstabbing ex-best friend a piece

flew open without warning, and Silas

breathed, clutching her robe

exposed neck, sending a blush

Mrs. Stone?" he asked, his voice thick with emotion as he stood by the

blush deepened.

was thinking about you all night, I couldn't sleep,"

his honesty made her stomach knot.

you

to see Aunt

to have Bud

g him

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

unmistakable. "But I'd prefer Bud handle things

at his tone. "Thank you for

he smiled. "Do you

announcement?"

about it. She did want to put some things in place before then; like her conversation with Aunt May. "Soon, I guess," she shrugged. "If

her

"Where's your phone?"

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

and dialed some numbers. "I just

in her mind and she cringed in shame. "Thank

you need anything, just call me," Silas

hitching as his piercing gaze lingered on

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

turned to the

breasts-his searing kiss, and desire sprang through her. She knew he wanted her his longing for her was obvious, but

see her aunt.

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

afterthought, he added. "I had to tell the

were doing

been such an emotional wreck

over her.

she saw the older man who introduced himself as Victor. Ivy

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