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.

steal her dreams and walk away unscathed. She had to retaliate.

know where to start.

heal the remaining of her pain. When she was done with her hygiene, she dressed up in an orange jumpsuit, and was combing her hair when there was a knock on the

opened it to find Monica

Ivy" Monica said, reaching out to hug her. "T'm so

arms, finding unexpected comfort. "Thank you, Monica," she said, finally lifting her

went to bed early, so I didn't know when you

to the bed. "And

Monica said, just as another knock

opened revealing a maid in

asked me to bring this, the maid said, dragging

the foot of the bed. "Put it there." The maid obeyed

downstairs if you need me," Monica said before stepping

all the gifts Silas had bought for her, when he tried

AL Dags. There was a smaller box containing a full- diamond necklace set in white

she arranged the gifts in her closet. There was no point rejecting them. her

They oddly made

Chapter33 Whol Olma

was done, she went downstairs for breakfast, and saw Silas going

how are you?" he asked

replied. "Thanks

so I figured.

a strand of hair

to see Thomas, to talk about. Silas trailed

could stop herself, she blurted out. "I want to come with

blinked. "Uhm,

stepped closer. "It was my building. I want to know how Mason did

in "Alright

rushed upstairs to grab her phone and bag before following Silas to the car. A mixture of anger, curiosity, and worry swirled inside

as she remembered how she had touched Silas

touching him. Today she

distance between them

Thomas's office was quick and quiet. When they arrived, Silas

on his computer, when they entered. His brow

standing up.

good," Ivy smiled

have your seat." Thomas motioned to one of the

Silas sat beside each

your honeymoon got cut short, Thomas said as he sat down. "Rosie and I are attending a gala in two nights. I was thinking of

was doing. She glanced at Silas who looked like he was

love to go,

smiled, as