A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

"You have a visitor."

Bailey looked up from her computer screen, and frowned. "A visitor?" she asked

the slender receptionist. "That's impossible."

No one knew she worked in the FBI office here, so who could it be?

"Is it a client?" Bailey asked, curiosity already simmering.

"I don't know," the receptionist said, shrugging. "But she's hot."

Bailey's stomach sank. There was only one hot woman who might come looking

for her. One she had been ignoring for days.

"Thanks, V," she said, standing up.

"No problem," V replied and walked off.

Anxiety surged inside her. As much as she was annoyed that Aaliyah had come to

the Bureau office-which could potentially blow her cover-she was eager to see

her.

She ran a hand through her hair quickly and opened the door. The reception area

was down a long hallway, and she found herself walking twice as fast to reach it.

When she passed the general office, filled with officers, all of them paused to look

at her.

Oh, she knew that look. That leering, hungry look.

"She's mine," Bailey growled, earning a couple of "wows" and desk claps.

Quinn found her, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Ummm, I see why now."

Quinn was the only one she told deeply about her and Aaliyah. She had spent

nights in the hotel room, crying her eyes out, wishing things could be better.

To save herself from going crazy, she had confided in him.

She nudged his shoulder playfully. "Get lost."

He chuckled as she continued toward the reception.

Just as she suspected, it was Aaliyah, and her heart skipped a beat.

Aaliyah wore a simple yellow top and jeans, but there was nothing simple about

her presence, her curves, her pinned hair, and those eyes watching her

now.

Bailey cleared her throat as she approached. "Hi."

Aaliyah smiled shyly, her cheeks pink. "Hi."

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm sorry for showing up at your work, but I had to see you," Aaliyah said,

clutching her bag. "You haven't been picking up my calls."

Bailey frowned, her heart reminding her of the reason for the distance. "Well, you

should've gotten the message. I don't like that you're here. What if you were

followed? You could've ruined everything."

"I wasn't followed," Aaliyah said quickly, reaching for Bailey's hand. "Well...

except for some press."

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sent a rush of emotions through Bailey, and her knees almost gave

but she steadied herself.

you?" she asked. Then, her thoughts

happened? Are you safe?"

I'm

raised a brow. "Did

answering, Aaliyah pulled a small red book from her bag and

over. "I did this."

confusion deepened, but she took the book.

pounded.

with pictures of Aaliyah looking sexy, confident and

back,"

final page and read

dawning

welled in Aaliyah's eyes as she

news wasn't

meant. The scars. The freedom. The

Bailey whispered, opening

Aaliyah collapsed into them.

rubbed her back, her own body

before she spoke

release it?"

straightened up, wiping her

widened. "It is?

Aaliyah laughed. "The whole world knows. It's trending everywhere.

carries fame

Ivy who packaged it? Nice," Bailey smiled.

exhaled deeply, her eyes lit up

I'm not afraid

happy for you," Bailey said

touching Bailey's arm again. An officer

Aaliyah to pull away like she used to -but

didn't.

good,

told my parents about us," Aaliyah

tonight."

Bailey blinked. "Tonight?"

"Yes. Unless... you're busy?"

no," Bailey said quickly. "It's just... I'm surprised, that's

I'm sorry, Bai. Sorry it took me so long. I was fighting myself,

tried, and I dragged

closer, gently

just glad

nodded and kissed her. It was

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hunger rising. "So... do you want to dip?

I want to, that's not why I

dropped. "I love you Bai, and I miss you so much.

until

"But I don't."

gently. "And I want to prove that this isn't

slowly. "Yeah... I

smiled. "Get ready by 7. I'll come pick

"I'll send the address."

Aaliyah whispered. "Bye. I

you

her out and waited until Aaliyah

inside.

office, the officers greeted

know who her father is? Or, you're

father is Mr. Salvatore," Bailey replied,

job, smarty-pants," Quinn called

Once inside her

those

hotel address

into a

wear heels.

texted that she