A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 30

Ivy gasped, stepping back as if Silas was a wild animal about to pounce. And maybe he was—because deep down, he couldn't deny the primal urge to ravish her.

"You.... need to leave," she said firmly, though her voice wobbled, and her cheeks turned scarlet.

Silas lingered by the door, letting his gaze do the talking. God, she was beautiful. His eyes dropped to the curve of her chest, and as he remembered how her juice had stained his trousers, he instantly became hard.

"Silas, please!" she urged. The desperation, the vulnerability in her eyes made him just want to stride toward her, claim her seductive lips, spread her legs, and take her.

But he was no animal. He was a civilized man. And it was that piece of civility-the remaining of his self-control-that held him back. He didn't even know why he'd come here in the first place. All he knew was that he had to.

After their kiss earlier, he'd thought that when Thomas and the others left, they might continue from where they'd stopped. Maybe he could even convince her to let him take things further.

But when she pushed him away, it had surprisingly hurt him. He wasn't a womanizer, but the few women he'd been with had never Jurned him down. Nobody turned him down.

Except this one. His wife.

The one with the haunting green eyes.

He stepped forward, and she flinched, backing away further. Her reaction almost made him chuckle out loud.

"I just want to talk, and drop this," he waved the new phone he just got her.

Her nose flared, and her eyes narrowed. "You can do that when I'm fully dressed."

Her face instantly radiated with regret as she realized what she'd said.

The mention of her being almost naked made his blood sizzle. "I can always talk when you're completely naked as well," he teased.

"That's not funny," she snapped.

He chuckled. "I'm sorry." It was when he saw her face-the sheer discomfort in her eyes did he stop chuckling.

What was wrong with him? Guilt seeped into his chest.

First, he'd confessed how she made him feel-how he loses his head and composure around her. Then her rejection had stung him, and now here he was, staring at her wrapped in a towel, clearly making her uncomfortable.

he finally gave into regret. "I'm sorry. I'll leave." Without waiting for her response, he turned and walked out

to himself as he headed to the living room. He was embarrassed of his actions, embarrassed of his

couch just as a maid in uniform passed by. "Bring me a bottle

he sharpened his emotions with alcohol, he might

and a glass. She pulled out a table, placed them gingerly on it and left. Silas

would an angry woman have kissed him

without her, like moving their wedding up to three

fulfilling the obligations of the contract-saving Thomas's reputation- was paramount. But in doing so, he had neglected Ivy's emotions. The realization

up to her, he vowed. Reaching for his phone, he dialed

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Chapter 30

up immediately. "Hello,

of his drink. "What's a good

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suggested. "Or

glinted with delight. "How about

most expensive car he had

was one of his best sellers

the Panther ready in white until I find out. And book two weeks in

away, sir," Rachel replied. "Anything

Thanks, Rachel." He

she saw the car. A

looked uncomfortable when Thomas mentioned her family. Maybe she hadn't told them about the sudden wedding? He could call her father right now and invite him. The thought

his phone again, he called

Rachel. Can you find

"Of course, sir."

up with the number. He dialed the

times

voice was impatient

is Silas Stone," Silas

long silence before Patrick

you know, I am officially married to your daughter, Ivy," he said, pride welling in his voice. "We're having our wedding in three