A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 184

Chapter 184

"We have a phone number!" Silas exclaimed, his voice crisp with excitement over the phone. "We can use it to get Rosie."

"Great," Thomas replied, trying not to sound so uninterested.

Silas didn't seem to catch the flatness in his voice. "So, will you call the detective now, or should I?"

Thomas groaned as he sat on the hotel bed. He was getting irritated, but he kept it together. "Don't worry. I'll call the detective myself."

Silas sounded satisfied. "Alright then. See you at dinner."

"Yeah," Thomas muttered and ended the call.

He sighed and leaned back against the headboard, trying to steady his nerves. Mateo was breathing down his neck, and he still wasn't any closer to finding Rosie.

"A phone number can't do it," he said aloud.

Rosie was getting smarter, calling her wasn't going to do anything. He stood up and walked to the minibar. Grabbing a bottle of vodka, he poured himself a glass and downed it in one gulp.

Then he poured another, washing his frustration down. "Fuck a sperm count." Though it hurt so bad, but fuck it still.

His phone rang, and before reaching for it, he poured another glass. He glanced at the screen. It was an unknown number. Yet, he answered, already suspecting who it might be.

"Hello."

"Hey, husband," Rosie said, her tone clear and teasing.

"What do you want?"

"That's not a nice way to greet your wife," she snapped in mock annoyance. "Guess what?"

He hissed, rubbing his forehead.

When he didn't respond, she continued. "I'm wearing red lingerie. My nipples are hard. My pussy's dripping. Wide and ready."

"Jesus! Rosie!" he yelled, but his body was already reacting to the image.

"What? Is it a crime for a woman to want her husband?" she said, her voice sulking playfully. "We're still married, remember? I might be a ute troublesome, but I'm not a cheat." She paused. "I'm just... horny."

Thomas shot to his feet, his heart fluttering at her tone.

What the hell?

But it was too late to fight it, he could already feel the disturbance in his trousers.

Against all common sense, he asked, in a low, helpless voice that even surprised him, "What do you want?"

"I want my husband," she said softly. "I want him to punish me for everything I've done. I want your dick, Thomas."

surrendering to the feeling-the need crushing him from the inside. If only she had always been this direct, this raw, maybe he could have

lost his train

continued. "And I want to trust that you'll abide by my rules. No talking. No catching up. Just fuck and leave. I'll send you the address. Come alone. The instant I see

him back to his senses. But before he could process anything, it

had sent an address, adding: "If you want answers, now's

relying on his trust-for

it, and left his hotel

don't want anyone following me. I need

frowned. "But

yelled, snatching the car keys and

address Rosie sent. It was a modest three-star hotel. His

he said to the

the receptionist nodded. "The

Her maiden name.

raised his hand to knock,

trench coat. Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "I

he replied firmly, stepping

him while he scanned the room.

bed.

sat on the bean bag by the corner. "Fine.

"Why did you take the

"I already

with a secret. And

fighting

not fighting.

in his throat as she dropped the

wearing red lingerie, and her

when we should be doing other things,"

and he didn't resist. She removed his shoes, his clothes. When she saw he was

"Rosie..."

Chapter 184

was bold. Bolder than he'd ever known her to be. It was like a new

had finally broken free. And he

was done sucking him, she stripped and crawled to

her wetness before he even

climbed on top and rode him

something," she whispered, grinding

had

wondering what changed," she said, rolling back

pleasure, as he grabbed her butt,

have also had it in me," she said. "You buried me, Thomas. You forgot

you married me. I'm just like you, Thomas. It takes one evil to

at her words, but she thrusted him harder, silencing him even

got on all fours.

hard inside her

was

hard and then