A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 139: Mason Hunter; Finally Destroying Thomas.

"Yes, yes, just like that," Mason moaned as he grabbed a handful of Jenny's hair, directing her on how to pleasure

him. Jenny's mouth worked on his dick and he moaned again, grateful that his office was soundproof.

Her tongue took him skillfully, sending shivers down his spine.

"Fuck! Jenny!" he gasped, throwing his head back in complete surrender.

He grabbed more of her hair, guiding her movement. When the tip of his cock met her tongue again, pleasure

surged through him.

"Jenny!" he moaned, the sensation taking over him. "Ahh!" His body vibrated as he poured it out.

"That was a lot," Jenny said as she stood up, wiping her mouth with a tissue.

Mason took a tissue and wiped off his cock. He leaned against the chair, exhaustion washing over him.

Jenny chuckled as she fixed her hair and her shirt. "So, what do you say, Mason? Are you buyingthat car?"

"Yes," he replied lazily.

At this moment, he was ready to give her anything.

"Yes!" Jenny cheered, her tiny voice wasn't so annoying this time.

There was a knock on the door and Mason jerked, straightening up. "Are we expecting anyone?"

"No," Jenny said, turning her head towards the door.

The knock cagain, harder this tand it frightened Mason. He stood up, zipped up his trousers and

adjusted his shirt.

He looked at Jenny and gestured to her face. "Wipe that shit off your face."

Jenny frowned and was about to protest, but he snapped, "Quick!"

Mason watched as she hurriedly wiped her mouth. He checked himself before proceeding to the door.

When he opened it, his heart flipped when he saw that it was Cheryl. She had her hand on her hip, her forehead

creased into a frown.

"Hey babe," he said, plastering a smile on his face.

"What took you so long to answer?" Cheryl said, trudging inside with her big stomach. She paused when she saw

Jenny seated in front of his desk.

"Good evening, Ms Hunter, Jenny greeted with a fake smile. "How are you doing ma'am?"

Cheryl didn't answer, she just narrowed her eyes, looking at Mason suspiciously. He looked away, trying not to

show the guilt on his face.

"Should | hang up the call with Mr Ray?" Jenny said, gesturing to his desk. "Or can we continue?"

Mason's brow furrowed before he immediately got what Jenny was saying. Oh, that girl was smart.

"Hang up," Mason said quickly, more confidently this time. "Tell him we'll call him later."

"Alright, sir,” Jenny said and pretended to whisper into his phone that wasn't connected to anything. "Done, sir."

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"Thank you Jenny," Mason said genuinely as he watched her walk out of the office.

"Oh babe," Cheryl said, turning to him. "I didn't know you were busy."

"lI was," he replied, moving to his desk. "It's an international client in a different

tzone. That's why | didn't open the door on time."

Jenny had just saved his neck. He was definitely buying her that car now.

"I'm sorry," Cheryl said as she pulled out a chair and lowered her body onto it. "I thought-"

"Thought what?" he asked, he wanted to hear her say what's on her mind.

Cheryl shook her head, forcing a chuckle. "Nothing, how are you?"

"Good," he replied, sitting down. His eyes fell o Why didn't you call?"

ed it under his desk. "What brings you here?

Successfully unlocked!

Cheryl adjusted in the chair. "I have sgood news to share and | need your advice too."

Mason leaned forward, curious. "What is it?"

"So, when | was strolling on the Internet, | got a message from someone," Cheryl began, her voice raising with

excitement."

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At first, | thought it was sjobless troll but | realized that she was legit."

Mason was already bored with the conversation, but he didn't show it. "Okay." "Her nis Kimberly and she

used to be Silas Stone's ex-fiance!" Cheryl beamed like she had just dropped the news of

the century.

"Okay."

She frowned, her excitement faded. "What do you mean okay? You're supposed to be excited."

"Well, if I do find something to makeexcited, | will be."

"Fine," Cheryl snapped and then her expression changed again. "Kim wants revenge on Ivy too? Isn't that great?

That means we have a new ally. Plus | told her where Cole would be and she went to meet him."

Mason groaned, this tnot hiding his annoyance. He drummed his fingers against the desk, fighting the urge

to roll his

eyes.

"Mason, seriously?" Cheryl snapped, "You should be delighted, we have someone who wants to destroy Ivy too."

"It doesn't sound fun, babe," he admitted. "It sounds like you have to put in a lot of work."

"Well, yes, | do," Cheryl admitted, her voice dropping. "Which is why | cto

you."

Mason clenched his jaw as he unlocked his laptop. "You could have calledor waited till | got home."

Her impromptu plan had ruined getting another blowjob from Jenny.

"I am going to meet Kim now, which is why I'm here," Cheryl replied, touching his hand. "You don't have to be

mad, babe." "I'm not mad," Mason hissed, but he didn't take his hand away. “I just wish you calledthat's all. |

stopped a very

important international call because of you."

International call to pleasure island, he thought.

"Oh love." Cheryl leaned forward. "I'm so sorry. | just needed your help."

"It's fine," he said with a smile. "It's okay."

"So, what do you think Kim and | could do to destroy Ivy?"

Mason really didn't care, but he tried to sound interested. "I don't know, but | think

you should meet with Kim first before making a decision. So she doesn't feel left

out."

He really hoped that would stop her from asking him anything else.

And it did because her eyes lit up and she stood up. "Yes! Oh babe you're the best!"

"You're welcmy love," he smiled, pleased with himself.

"Thank you. | should leave now. Don't want to keep her waiting," Cheryl said, turning to the door.

Mason stood up, rushed to her side and gave her a deep kiss. "You take care of yourself and my baby," he said,

bending to

kiss her stomach.

"Yes sir," Cheryl said as she left the room.

As Cheryl left, Mason sank into his chair, his thoughts drifting to Ivy. He promised himself not to think about her,

but now that she had been mentioned, he couldn't get her out of his head.

"What has she been up to?" he said as he clicked his computer and typed her name.

When the page loaded, his eyes widened with disbelief. "The fuck?!"

Ivy's company was huge now, and the talk of the town too!

"No fucking way," he said, jealousy racing through him.

He had to snatch that shit from her, he had to take it all back. Quickly he picked

up his phone and dialed Joe's number.

"Hello Mason," Joe answered.

“Hi, Joe. Is there a way you can find more guys to ruin Ivy's buildings?" he asked,

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going straight for it.

"Again?" Joe's voice rose with surprise. "Those other ones-*

"Are still locked up," Mason finished for him. "And they will never be able to

identify you. Now go and letknow how much you want for it."

"Alright," Joe said with a sigh.

"Good," he said and hung up the call.

He spun his chair, thrilled at the thought of messing with Ivy again. Maybe he

really should have given Cheryl and Kim sideas on how to take down Ivy.

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* phone rang pulling ham out of thought He reached for it and groaned when he

saw who was calling

"es" he said aly, knowing she would say something awful to ruin the moment

"You have to find a way to get Thomas, the woman said harshly

Of course, Mason thought as he rolled his eyes. His bad for thinking she would

talk to him nicely or at least reply to his greetings

What is it again?" He asked her

"Your stupid plan failed" she snapped at him. "The Patricia Clark deal is off, Thomas is innocent."

Mason sat upright, a mix of confusion and fear coursing through him. "What? Where did you-"

It doesn't matter! Find another way. Maybe it's tfor the witness thing she suggested.

Mason gasped "Now? We promised we will-*

"Do it, Mason! Now?" she yelled and hung up

Mason tightened his fingers around his phone, anger slamming in his chest.

"Fucking woman!" He gritted his teeth, but was already dialing a number.

God, he hated the way she taalked to him.

When the phone was answered, Mason adjusted on the chair. “Hello Evan, it's

tto testify against Thomas."

This was it, the final thing that destroys Thomas.

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