A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 28

"What the hell!" Ivy yelled, lunging at Rosie, but Silas caught her just in time. "Why would you do that?"

"That's for not respecting your marriage to Silas," Rosie said, her eyes glinting with amusement.

Ivy knew Rosie destroying the phone had nothing to do with her marriage to Silas. Rosie just didn't want her answering the call because she knew it would ruin her claim that she was plotting with Mason.

"That was too far," Silas said, chiding Rosie. He was too close to Ivy, and she could feel his hardness pressing against her butt.

She wiggled free, her face burning. She was pissed at him for taking Rosie's side without hearing her out first.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Silas," Rosie said, tossing a strand of hair away from her made-up face. “I acted out of anger. I was just pissed Ivy would do such a thing to you,"

Ivy looked at Silas, daring him to say a word. He caught her gaze and turned to Rosie. "Can you give us a minute?"

Rosie was taken aback, and she couldn't conceal her surprise in time, "Yes, sure." She snarled at Ivy as she left the room.

Silas locked it behind her, then turned to face Ivy. "I'm sorry about the phone. I'll get you a new one," he said, trying to sound apologetic.

"You need to leave, too," she said, pointing toward the door.

"I need an explanation," he insisted, folding his arms. "You need to tell me your discussion with Mason."

"I already did. Now, leave!" she snapped, hoping her anger would drive him away.

She was furious, but beneath the anger, was a deep ocean of pain and sadness. Cole had called her again, and when she didn't pick up, he'd left her a voicemail.

"I can't believe you're married to the family responsible for our mother's death. Maybe Dad was right after all-you don't deserve this family,"

Her heart shattered as she recalled his cruel words. Silas noticed the change in her expression and moved closer.

"I didn't pick a side this time," he said softly. "Please, I'm begging you to tell me your side of the story. The whole plan could fall apart."

Ivy's shoulders slumped as she walked to the bed and sat down. "I already told you," she said weakly, defeated by her emotions. "You can go now. Just let me know when next you need me for public appearancès.”

Silas walked over to the bed and sat

to act around you." His voice was low, the vibration sent a sudden jolt through her body. "I get so angry-more angry than usual, when it comes to you." He

turned to face her, and Ivy almost melted at the look in his eyes. He took her hands in his, cupping them gently,

when I say I have nothing to do with Mason," she replied softly,

murmured warmly, placing a kiss

her lips, and she blushed to her

his voice low and heated. "You're mine for six months-no one else can have you." He shifted his mouth from her fingers, trailing all the way to the curve of her

pressed her legs together, trying to contain the

talk to Mason anymore, please," he pleaded, his lips already brushing

her face, kissing her neck. All her pain, her anger-

mouth moved to the other side of her neck. "I'm a

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surged through her, starting in her heart, spiraling down to he stomach, and then in between her legs. She clung to him,

her, claiming her lips possessively. She was his,

his tongue explored the inside

him, against common sense,

pulled her even closer, his hands searching for the opening of her

"You're so hot," he whispered against her lips, his claim deeper and harder. He grabbed her behind, lifting her to sit on his lap so she could feel his length under her. She ground her hips against his bulge, deepening the

for her clothes, tearing the fabric with urgency. His eyes lingered on

eyes. "If I didn't have

the heat on her face and the burning desire between her legs, his words were enough to

stood up from his lap and realized some of her wetness

looking down at himself. "Fuck,

breasts with the torn piece of her gown. “I'll join

up and adjusted his shirt. "I'll be

nodded, watching him leave. The instant he was out the

shut.

your door and never get so carried away with Silas!" She

couldn't let herself be moved by every touch or kiss from him. This marriage was only for six months; she couldn't afford to

the torn gown and took a quick shower to clean herself. Afterward, she picked out a new gown and