A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

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Chapter 171

Chapter 171

One thrust.

Two.

Then a weak third, and Silas cinside her.

Ivy paused, waiting for the guilt of her confession to take over. But instead, all she felt was bliss and fulfillment.

She couldn't explain what cover her; maybe it was the fact that she had been around Cheryl's baby and it

had stirred a wave of baby fever, or maybe it was just Silas.

She had cto appreciate him more lately; knowing he loved her, knowing he would do anything for her.

Who wouldn't want to carry such a man's child?

Silas turned to her, his hazel eyes burning with tenderness. If she wasn't already

weak from the lovemaking, she would have gone another round.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice so soft that it melted her soul.

She knew what he meant, and she reached and kissed him. "Yeah."

"Oh, baby," he laughed, pulling her closer.

Their slick bodies pressed together, and she smiled.

"| love you."

Her heart pounded. "I love you."

They laid in each other's embrace until Ivy's stomach growled.

Silas chuckled. "Someone's hungry."

"Not gonna lie," she groaned, crawling out of bed.

"Wait for me."

Together, they entered the bathroom. It was supposed to be a quick shower, but it turned into them splashing

water, playing, and laughing.

When they finally finished, they went straight to eating. After the meal, they

returned to bed, cuddling until sleep came.

The next day, Ivy was woken by the ringing of her phone. Silas groaned beside her, turning to the other side as

she answered the call.

“Hello,” she said, her voice heavy with sleep.

"lvy? Were you sleeping?" Theresa's voice sounded.

Ivy stretched and sat upright. "Not anymore. How are you?"

"Good. Sorry | woke you."

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"No, it's fine. Hope you got hsafely? Sorry | didn't call," Ivy said, rubbing her neck. "I was so tired."

Her thoughts drifted to last night's massage and she realized it was actually helpful.

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"Yes, I'm safe," Theresa replied, "I sent Hector away... | still couldn't tell him. "Oh, T," she said gently

"I know, but it's... not easy," Theresa said after a pause.

"Take your time," she said. "Do it when you're ready,"

"Alright. Thanks, Ivy. I'll cto your hlater. | have a meeting at 10." "Okay," Ivy said, "Later, love."

When the call ended, she dropped the phone, kissed Silas, and got out of bed.

She thought of Aaliyah and decided to check her email. She saw the message, with all of Aaliyah's plans.

It looked plausible, and Ivy replied saying so. She asked for a tand date, and was surprised when Aaliyah

texted back immediately. As soon as possible.

"Great," Ivy said as she typed. "My team will reach out to you."

Then she sent it.

She texted Jade, telling her to book an appointment for Aaliyah the next day.

The earlier, the better.

And besides, Rosie wasn't going to threaten her into not working.

"Absolutely not," she muttered, heading for the bathroom.

After a long, well-deserved bath, she stepped out and found Silas awake.

"Good morning, baby," he said in his sexy morning voice.

She walked over and kissed him. "Morning, love. Sleep well?"

"Yes," he replied, caressing her. "What's the plan for today?"

"Nothing much,” she said, leaning closer. Her nipples touched his face, and they hardened instantly. Silas

groaned as she spoke.

"Visit Cheryl, see how she's doing. Aunt May too; it's been awhile."

“Uh-huh,” he murmured, and she knew he was already distracted.

He cupped one breast, and took the nipple gently between his teeth. Her breath

hitched, goosebumps setting all over her skin.

"Baby..." she moaned, shivering as he repeated the gesture on the other.

Soon, she was on her back, his face between her thighs before his body collided with hers.

After another hour of intimacy, Ivy finally got to Walter Hospital.

"Hello," she greeted the two guards stationed outside Cheryl's room.

They nodded and opened the door.

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Inside, Cheryl was sitting upright, eating, laughing and watching TV. When she saw Ivy, her laughter faded.

"How are you doing this morning?" Ivy asked, pulling the chair beside the bed. "Good," Cheryl replied softly.

"Thank you for yesterday."

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Her mind drifted briefly to the chaos of yesterday, and she unexpectedly shuddered. Silas had made her forget

them, but now they seeped in like an old

friend.

"Let's just be grateful it wasn't worse," Ivy said.

It would've been tragic if Paige had harmed that little baby.

Cheryl sighed and placed her plate on the bedside tray. "I have you to thank." She smiled faintly.

"You're welcome. Just making sure that baby is good."

An awkward silence fell between them-maybe awkward for Cheryl because her cheeks flushed, but not for Ivy. If

anything, it gave her the tto think.

As much as she wanted to help the baby, she didn't want to keep seeing Cheryl or saving her from .

Maybe it was tto leave. Maybe she had to accept that sthings were just out of her control.

She gave in to the feeling and stood up. "I'll-"

"Mason texted me," Cheryl blurted out, dropping her spoon. "He wants a divorce and custody of our son."

Ivy frowned. "A divorce? He didn't even marry you."

"| still need your help, please," Cheryl whimpered, her eyes glistening. "Hey, hey," Ivy said, perching on the edge

of the bed. "Save your strength for your son. You can't cry. That'll hurt you and your baby, and Mason wins if you

crumble."

Cheryl nodded, wiping her eyes.

Ivy looked away, a battle raging within her. Cheryl had done too much damage, yet looking at her-thinking about

the innocent baby-lvy couldn't help but pity her.

She exhaled before speaking sharply. “I'll help, but only because of your son. My guards would be outside till

you're discharged, and | paid extra for the hospital's security so your baby is safe. Stop worrying."

Cheryl took Ivy's hand, and she stiffened, the gesture melted something inside her. "Thank you so much."

"Yes... you're welcome." She gently pulled her hand back and cleared her throat. "See... you later."

She quickly turned towards the door before Cheryl could see the heat rising in her face.

In the corridor, she gave the guards instructions, then left for her car.

"Ready, ma'am?" Bud asked as she got in.

"Yes," she replied softly.

The pain and betrayal from Cheryl's actions sat somewhere in her heart. And she

couldn't believe she was about to discard them because of one touch.

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Hell no.

"We're here, ma'am," Bud said, snapping her to reality.

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She looked out and saw they were already in Aunt May's house. "Thank you Bud,"

she said, stepping out of the car.

She knocked on the door and waited.

"Who's there?" Rita called sharply from somewhere in the house.

"It's me, Ivy."

"Oh! I'm coming!"

She chuckled at the excitement in her cousin's voice. Moments later, the door

opened and Rita cout.

She was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, her hair tucked behind her ears.

"lvy, | miss you!" she exclaimed, pulling her into a hug

Ivy settled in Rita's arms. “Miss you too.” She straightened up. “How's Ryan? Where's Aunt May?"

"You cat a slightly bad time," Rita said, brushing her hair back with her fingers. "Ryan's at school, Mom's at

work, and I've got a job interview"

"Oh, congratulations," Ivy said, smiling.

"Thanks, Ivy," Rita beamed. "Nothing would've been possible without you. Thank you for saving us."

Emotion swelled in her chest at Rita's tone, and she nodded, too moved to speak. "Okay, no tears. | have an

interview," Rita teased, and they both laughed.

Just as Rita reached for her bag, her phone rang. She took it out, and when she read whatever was sent, her

eyes widened.

"What is that?" Ivy asked, moving closer.

"It's Der-Wills. He said he was attacked by someone. He wantsto cto the hospital now."

Ivy's expression darkened. "You're not going, right?"

"Of course," Rita huffed as she continued packing. "I have an interview."

Ivy nodded, but she wasn't convinced. She could tell Rita was going to see Wills.

Anger surged inside her, but she said nothing. Then, another thought settled in:

Was Wills attacked by Rosie or... was it just a pure coincidence?

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