A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 71: Interior Designers.

"Oh shit," Ivy cussed as she sank on the bed.

She threw her purse on the floor and buried her face in her palm. Her cheeks were burning with embarrassment as Silas's rejection replayed in her mind. Her excitement had died immediately he turned away.

Ivy fell back on the bed, exhaling as she did. If there was an advantage to the rejection, it was that it had reduced her excitement, it had brought her back to reality. Now, she was seriously exhausted.

She sprang out of bed, took off her shoes, her gown and her underwear and went to have a long bath. The cool water in the shower eased out the tension building in her

chest.

When she came out of the bathroom, she heard her phone buzzing. With a towel around her hair, she walked over to the table and picked it.

She frowned when she realized she had two missed calls from Mason, and then a message. She sat on the bed and read it.

'You'll pay for it.

The single line was cold and sharp, and it made her stomach knot with fear. Though she knew Mason deserved everything she was doing to him-and what she planned to do, she couldn't quite shake off the fear.

She locked her phone, refusing to give in to the fear creeping up her spine.

"Fuck off," she muttered dropping the phone beside her.

She laid on the bed, determined to reminisce on the joy she'd felt seeing Mason

miserable.

The next day, Ivy was woken by a knock on her door. She stretched, yawned and left the bed as she trudged to answer it.

"Yes?"

"It's me, Ivy," Monica said from the other side.

Ivy opened the door and walked back to the bed.

"Good morning. How was your night?" Monica asked, her tone light.

"It was good," Ivy said, rubbing her eyes. "How was yours?"

"Great," Monica smiled. "How did the party go? Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I did," Ivy said. "Thanks for helping me get ready."

"You're welcome," Monica nodded. "Your husband would like you to join him for breakfast."

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stiffened as she remembered last night, but she quickly composed herself before Monica noticed.

left the room. Ivy sighed, going to the bathroom to shower

brush her teeth.

jumped, her heart pounding as she recollected Mason's threat. When she realized it was an unknown number, she was relieved, but then suspicion quickly replaced the relief. It was most likely Mason calling again or even Cheryl. She ignored the call. She wasn't going

and stepped out. When she got downstairs, she saw Silas seated in the living room, working

said without

morning," Ivy replied, heat creeping up

your night?" Silas asked, lifting his

blush deepened.

have a seat."

couches.

chose the couch furthest from him,

having breakfast together, but I still have a lot of work to

this?" she asked, collecting the

a list of interior designers Rachel put together. I want you to go through it and make your choice,"

"Thank you," she smiled.

also need to set a date and

Ivy's stomach tightened. "Honeymoon?"

is a contract marriage. No normal couple

a honeymoon, possibly sharing a room, travelling to a foreign country with Silas, was definitely not part

softened. "I know you don't want to,

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she said,

pick up his laptop. "I'll let you choose the destination," he added as though he was

at the

design," Silas continued. "They've

touched by the gesture.

about Eric, he was pleased. He sent his regards,"

avoiding his gaze.

it was a slightly big deal. Thomas had accepted Eric without seeing him,

sure if Eric was willing to leave his job

Ivy," Silas said, turning to leave. "Bye," she said

went through the designs. Each designer's picture

was instantly

she said out loud as she observed his designs. His style was

When she was fully certain

went

"Hey," she said.

"Made your choice

said, excitement filling her