A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 83: Who Is Olivia?

"Hey" Silas said softly as Ivy stirred in his arms.

Ivy's eyes widened, and heat spread on her checks as she looked into Silas's hazel eyes. A sleepy smile tugged at his lips as he stretched.

Ivy sat upright, her blush deepening as she moved away from him. He had slept

in her bed. She had slept in his arms. The thought sent a dangerous thrill through

her.

Clearing her throat, she stood up completely from the bed. She bit her lips, looking away as he stood up from the bed as

well

"How're you feeling this morning?" Silas asked, his voice husky and sexy

"Good, good," she replied quickly, stepping farther away.

Tim glad." He smiled, his gaze lingering on her.

His kindness was starting to spring off emotions she couldn't afford to acknowledge-ones that could make her too comfortable, too vulnerable. Before things would escalate into something she couldn't resist, or worse, something she could initiate, Ivy moved toward the window.

"Thank you for yesterday," she said with a smile.

Silas nodded, a warm smile on his lips. "You're welcome," he smiled, and

proceeded towards the door. "See you later."

Once he left, Ivy bolted the door behind him and sank into her bed. She groaned as she buried her face in her palms.

Where was she supposed to start from?

Was it the fact that Silas had slept beside her? Held her? Kissed her?

The memory of her hands grazing his chest as he played with her hair sent heat down her legs.

Ivy shot up from the bed, her face burning. She shook her head as if to send away the thoughts threatening to consume her.

But as those thoughts faded, the pain of Mason's actions hit her like bricks. Ivy fell to her knee at the excruciating pain in her chest. Mason had finally gotten to her, he had stolen the momentarily joy of owning her dream space.

She hadn't even started designing, she hadn't even begun to hire staff or gather equipment.

The pain settled deep, relentless as it traveled through her, and she let herself feel it. She broke out in a sweat as she fought to steady her breath. She exhaled, giving herself time to control her pain.

dreams and walk

know where to start.

When she was done with her hygiene, she dressed

it to find Monica standing

out to hug her. "T'm so

comfort. "Thank you, Monica,"

you?" Monica asked kindly. "I went to bed early, so I

fine" Ivy said, moving to the bed.

good," Monica said, just as another knock echoed through the room. "Yes?" Ivy called

revealing a maid in

bring this, the maid said,

to the foot of the bed. "Put

you need me," Monica said before stepping

of her, and cha nnened the how in there were all the gifts Silas had bought for her, when he

after the other. DiS. JESU AL Dags. There was a smaller box containing a full-

onto her cheeks as she arranged the gifts in her closet.

They oddly made

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was done, she went downstairs for breakfast, and saw

are you?" he asked

replied.

didn't pack them in Fiji, so I figured. He trailed off, slipping his hands into his

Ivy smiled, tucking a strand of

Thomas, to talk about. Silas

could stop herself, she blurted out. "I

"Uhm,

She stepped closer. "It was my building. I

giving in "Alright then. Let's

following Silas to the car. A mixture of anger, curiosity, and worry swirled

both entered the car, Ivy blushed as

to nudge her into touching him. Today she

distance between them

quiet. When they arrived, Silas helped her out of the car, and they went straight

they entered. His brow lifted in

standing up. "How...

smiled

to one of the chairs

and Silas sat beside each

I are attending a gala in two nights. I was thinking of inviting you two-kind of like your first public appearance together,

saw what he was doing. She glanced at Silas who looked like he was waiting for

to go, thank

smiled, as