A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 213

By the time Ivy got home, all of her anger had melted into exhaustion. The faint smell of dung still clung to her clothes as she stepped inside.

"Hey, Ivy, I found a great idea!" Theresa exclaimed the moment Ivy walked through the door.

"What's that?" Ivy asked, trying not to let her fatigue show.

If Theresa noticed, she didn't acknowledge it, she just continued speaking. "I thought of the perfect rebound for me. I could organize a seminar on stress or anger at your company. We could collaborate."

Ivy blinked, confused. "I don't understand."

Theresa stepped closer, excitement shimmering in her eyes. "We can work together. I'll host the seminar at your office. We can start tomorrow, what do you think?"

Ivy's thoughts drifted to the mess caused by Rosie, and the awful scent hit her again. "My company is unavailable at the moment." Then she told Theresa about

the dung.

"Oh my goodness!" Theresa exclaimed, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," Ivy nodded. "A little," she admitted.

"I'm sorry," Theresa said gently, biting her lip. "I... already made announcements about it being tomorrow..."

Ivy scratched her temper, trying her hardest not to show her discomfort. "Oh."

Theresa reached out for her hand. "I'm sorry, but it's fine I can think of something else."

Despite the smile on Theresa's face, Ivy could see the disappointment in her eyes.

"We'll figure something out," Ivy said quickly. Then an idea hit her. "Wait, I've got i

it!"

Theresa's brow furrowed. "What is it?"

"My brother wants to do a photoshoot to promote the restaurant. You could hosty

seminar there,

Theresa tilted her head and paused. "Not bad," she said after a moment. "I think that could work."

"Great," Ivy said. "I'll call Cole. What time tomorrow?"

"Ten is fine," Theresa replied just as her phone started ringing.

"Alright then," Ivy said, excusing herself.

I'll t

take pictures. What do you think?"

She headed upstairs, her stomach tightening at the thought of Silas, and then her conversation with Thomas. Pulling out her phone, she texted Cole about the new arrangement just as she reached her room.

"Baby," she called softly, pushing the door open.

"Yes, love," Silas replied in a low voice.

He was still seated on the bed, the bandages ugly and long on his arms. Ivy's anger fluttered in her chest, but she pushed it down and perched at the edge of the bed.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, leaning over to kiss him.

"Physically or emotionally?"

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Her anger dissolved into tenderness. "Both."

sighed. "Sad, Down. Heartbroken.

she murmured, settling

arm around her. "It's okay. I

came earlier." Then he told

he spoke, Ivy's

settling into

just... crazy,” she said, kissing softly. "I'm

lingered on hers. "Thanks,

her tongue brushing his, offering comfort and seeking

feels so good," he whispered against her lips, pressing his hardness

cupped her butt, lifting her to his thighs.

winced, hissing in

sorry, baby!" she

okay," he murmured.

she jumped away, guilt swirling inside

the bed with a soft grunt. "It's fine. Maybe we could just lie

drifting to the arousal. "Are

for her butt again. "Yes," he murmured, trailing kisses along her

lips. She could feel the

look.

Silas's eyes widened. "Okay..."

again as she got down on her knees. Her fingers danced teasingly around his

He gasped.

eagerness, the way his

to her

unbuckled his belt, her eyes widening at

breathing changed, and it gave

making her

mouth watered as she pulled him free. Silas's

she

as he held onto her

dick with her tongue, tasting his secretion. She moved up and down, her mouth

"Ivy... you... ah-"

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twisted as the realization hit. He knew what was in those bags without looking. He swallowed

tilted his head. "Why not? This is how

"To Uncle Mike. But he's not here, and I

problem." Then he turned to the door. "I'll be back for payment. Good day," he added and

"You can't-"

cutting him off. Thomas's

bags suspiciously,

he had no experience with. He had never watched Uncle Mike handle this;

if he ignored it, he wouldn't have

what if someone walked in? Or worse,

through him, and he quickly

let it

scent

knew if he opened one can,

deciding he had seen enough. Just as he was placing the can back into the bag, the door burst open again, and

her eyes blazing with anger. Chen followed behind her, his face wrinkled with

talk," she said, moving closer, her tone matching her expression. "She just barged in, sir," Chen said, his voice wobbling. "I'm sorry." Thomas ignored their statement as

inside him as he zipped it fast

nerves then turned to Chen. "Thank you, Chen. I'll take it from

Chen said

Ivy folded her arms.

cats?"

jumped, but he masked it. "None of your business," he said sharply. "Why are you

her hand, her lips curling.

sat down. "Is that why you're

not that important, hope you

chuckled. "I'm not important, yet

fist on his table. "Your problems

had

him."