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.

wasn't going to win. He couldn't steal her dreams and walk

know where to start.

the bathroom, hoping the water would heal the remaining of her pain. When she was done with her hygiene, she dressed up in

it to find

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

Monica's arms, finding unexpected comfort. "Thank you,

asked kindly. "I went to bed early,

said, moving to the

another knock echoed

door opened revealing

to bring this, the maid said, dragging

motioned to the foot of the

need me," Monica said

of her, and cha nnened the how in there were all the gifts Silas had bought for her, when he tried to surprise her, before the Kim m

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

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

They oddly made

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she went downstairs for breakfast, and saw Silas

he asked as

she replied. "Thanks

I figured. He trailed off, slipping his

strand of hair behind

to talk about. Silas trailed off

she blurted out.

"Uhm, are

stepped closer. "It was my building.

in "Alright then.

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

blushed as she

sadness to nudge her into touching him.

distance between them

to Thomas's office was quick and quiet. When they arrived, Silas helped her out of the

computer, when they

greeted, standing

good," Ivy smiled as

seat." Thomas motioned to one of the chairs

Silas sat beside

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

he was doing. She glanced at Silas

go, thank you,"

smiled, as if