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.

know where to start.

her way to the bathroom, hoping the water would 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

to

out to

comfort. "Thank you, Monica," she

went to bed early, so

fine" Ivy said, moving to the

another knock echoed through the room. "Yes?" Ivy called

revealing a maid

asked me to bring this, the maid

to the foot of the bed. "Put

if you need me," Monica

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

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

arranged the gifts in her closet. There was no point

They oddly made

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done, she went downstairs for breakfast, and saw

how are you?" he asked as she

good," she replied. "Thanks

figured. He trailed off,

Ivy smiled, tucking a strand

Thomas, to talk about. Silas

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

"Uhm, are you

my building. I want to know

nodded, giving in "Alright

grab her phone and bag before following Silas to the car. A mixture

entered the car, Ivy blushed as she remembered

her sadness to nudge her into touching him. Today she was better, and she kept a

distance between them

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

when they entered. His brow lifted in unconcealed surprise

he greeted, standing up. "How... how are

Ivy smiled as she

Thomas motioned to

and Silas sat

nights. I was thinking of inviting you two-kind of

She glanced at Silas who looked like he was waiting for her

go, thank you,"

as