A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 96. Dinner M Sunars

Chapter 96: Dinner At Suzie's.

"I can still smell you all over me," Silas said, his eyes glinting with something that made Ivy's legs tingled

She looked away, her cheeks burning. They were seated in Suzie's restaurant enjoying a lovely appetizer made

out of oysters and butter

Ivy's blush intensified as she remembered how Silas had made love to her when she returned home. Her heart

fluttered at how he had handled her, how he had pleased her until she begged for more.

"You drivecrazy, Ivy," Silas murmured, his eyes still on hers. “And | love it," he said, lifting a forkful of oyster

to his mouth "I don't want this to end."

His lingering gaze made her insides curl, and she smiled, avoiding the intensity in his eyes. She loved hearing

him sound so possessive. It made her feel special, even though it was such delusional thinking

"Then don't," she teased, her mouth curved in a seductive smile.

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Silas laughed as a tiny blush appeared on his cheeks. "You're so dangerous, and

I love it, but | think we can discuss your business now."

She chuckled, sipping her wine. "Finally," she teased.

"So, tell me. How was it?" he asked, leaning forward.

Ivy's heart fluttered. She could already imagine the success of her business. It was beautiful-bigger, too."

Silas nodded, a smile brightening his face. "I'm so glad Thomas finally got you a place."

"I know, right?" she replied. “And it has been finalized."

"Great," Silas smiled. "Now we can move to the next step."

"Oh yeah," she said, munching on her food. I'm starting with the decorations first and then the hiring of staff."

Silas reached for his glass and sipped his wine. "That sounds like there's still a lot to do. You should call Tim New

so he can begin with the designing."

"Sure. | will do that tomorrow," she smiled. Thank you, Silas for everything." Slas smiled. "I'm just keeping my

end of the deal but you're welcome."

Before Ivy could say anything else, her phone buzzed. Out of curiosity, and feeling a little shy, she reached for it.

There was a message from an unknown number, and she read it:

"Hey, Ivy. It's Olivia. | wanted to call but I'm too ashamed to. So here is a text. I'm sorry | ruined our friendship

over something you couldn't control, sorry for partnering with Mason, and for flirting with him before | found out

about Cheryl. It was stupid and dumb. | was so angry at you and | just wanted to hurt you.

"| see everything now, and I'm glad we cleared it out. If you are open to talk or see, or even work together, |

would love that. Thank you for tellingthe truth. Take care of yourself."

Ivy lacked the phone and kept it on the table. Excitement raced inside her as she realized how relieving to know

that she had someone else in her comer.

"Who got you smiling like that?" Silas asked.

"Olivia,” she answered. "She just texted me. | guess we're good now."

"That's nice to hear," Silas said. Tm glad she now knows you meant well."

"I'm just happy | got to say my piece," she said.

Ivy wasn't entirely sure about working with Olivia yet, but it was something she could consider in the future. Her

phone buzzed again as the waiters cto clear their table.

"It's tfor the main course," the sous chef said, gesturing to the waiters with trays in their hands. "We're

having..." But Ivy didn't pay attention. A frown had set on her face as she picked up her phone. Cole was calling

her, and that made her annoyed.

After their conversation earlier, she realized and accepted that Cole was now like their father, and thinking

otherwise w doing more harm to herself than good.

She dropped her phone and ignored the call. She was done with him too, and she knew he would get the

message

As Ivy returned her attention to the food laid out in front of her, she caught a flash of a camera from outside the

window. Her heart dropped at the discovery. Silas had brought photographers for the dinner, and it hurt a little

because she thought, after everything, they had passed that he wasn't going to be so concerned about public

appearances anymore

Well, she guessed not.

"Are you okay? You seem distracted? Silas asked, concern evident in his voice. "... am good," she stuttered, her

tone showing her hurt.

Silas leaned forward, his face covered in deeper concern. "lvy, did | do something wrong? Did he paused, and

turned his head towards the window. "Did you see that?"

"See what?"

A frown creased his forehead. "The flash Cameras, like we're being watched."

"Oh," she breathed. "I saw it earlier, | thought you... brought-

"Nope. | didn't invite any press," he said, shaking his head.

She instantly becrelieved, but the disappointment in herself for thinking he could do that, followed

Silas brought his phone and was about to dial it when the front door opened. Bud rushed in, worried all over his

face. "We need to leave now, boss," Bud said.

Silas sprang to his feet and Ivy followed. "What's happening?"

"There are reporters everywhere,” Bud replied, opening the door.

Silas took Ivy's hand and together they followed Bud to the back exit. He opened the door, glanced around

before signaling. Victor drove the car stealthily to them and they all entered the car. When Victor turned to the

main entrance, Ivy was shocked to see the hordes of reporters outside.

"Oh Lord," she gasped as Victor sped off through the crowd.

"That's just invasive," Silas said, visibly announced. "I wonder how they knew we were here."

Ivy's heart dropped. "Mason."

"It might be," Bud said. "It might not be too. Srestaurant staff can be weird as

well. All of them are always looking for money and fame."

Ivy sank into Silas's hand as he embraced her. He kissed her forehead, comforting her, but the little gesture

already made her insides wet. She kissed him, pulling him closer to her body.

Tvy" he moaned, his hand instinctively going around her waist.

She moaned, pressing herself even deeper.

"We are doing that... the dildo..." he trailed off as her lips reached his neck.

"Yes," she replied, pulling away.

Ivy touched Silas all through the journey home, both of them hot for each other. As soon as they arrived, he

picked her up and took her to the room.

"Letgo find it," she said, a mischievous smile on her face as she walked to her closet. In her drawers of

lingeries, she found Aunt May's gift and hurried back to the room.

When she got there, Silas had already positioned a chair opposite the bed. "I can see from here," he said, eager

and passionate.

Ivy nodded as she slowly took off her clothes. Her cheeks burned as Silas's eyes followed every item that

dropped on the floor. When she was completely naked, she turned the machine on, and positioned herself on the

bed.

"Fuck, Ivy," Silas groaned as he unbuckled his belt.

His moans, his eyes, his anticipation added to her heat. She spread her legs, and slowly, she tapped the dildo

against her clit.

"lvy Silas gasped.

She struggled to keep her eyes open from the pleasure, but her eyelids fluttered.

She dipped the machine inside her, its vibration intensifying her fire.

"I can't watch, Silas said.

Ivy opened her eyes and found him in front of her-naked and hot. He took the machine, flung it, and kissed her

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Then he thrusted his length inside her.

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