A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

“Congratulations!”

“Officially Mrs. Stone!”

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Ivy smiled at the guests who had surrounded them. They were complete strangers, but their smiles warmed her heart.

Silas held her by the waist, helping her through the guests. She spotted Rosie standing next to Thomas and approached them.

“Hey, guys,” she said with a warm smile. “Thank you for this.”

Rosie rushed to her, giving her a hug. Despite the smile on her face, Ivy noticed the sadness in her brown eyes. “Congratulations, Ivy!”

Though Rosie’s sudden cheerfulness surprised her, Ivy tried not to show it. “Thank you. It couldn’t be possible without you guys.”

Silas hugged his brother and muttered something into Thomas’s ears. Both of them laughed.

Aunt May came too, a proud smile etched on her face. “Congratulations, my sweet girl.”

Thank you so much Aunt May,” Ivy replied, hugging her.

Silas moved to May and gestured. “This is Ivy’s Aunt. Aunt May, this is Thomas my brother, and Rosie his wife.”

Greetings were exchanged between them.

“Excuse us, please,” Silas said, pulling Ivy gently away from the group.

Ivy followed him, using her free hand to lift the hem of her gown so she could walk. She was curious at where he was leading her to, when they entered a nearby room–one she finally realized was his study–she arched her brow in query.

“What’s going on Silas?”

Silas ignored her as he shut the door behind him. “Congratulations, wife,” he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Do you like the ring?”

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Despite the unsettling edge in his tone, Ivy brought the ring to her face. It was a diamond ring. Big and shiny, and she could bet it was expensive.

“Thank… you,” she muttered.

He walked over, taking slow, calculated strides towards her. “And Aunt May? Glad she’s here?”

“Yes,” Ivy replied slowly, her heart pounding as she watched him close the distance between them.

When he finally reached her, Ivy held her breath.

“Oh, Ivy,” Silas whispered, rubbing his fingers around her face. “You are now officially mine.”

The possessiveness in his tone, the demand in his hazel eyes filled her with both dread and desire.

She flinched at his touch and gathered her gown, ready to dart out the door. “The guests… would be looking… for us,” she stammered.

Silas chuckled. “The day isn’t about them.”

He pulled her closer, holding her in place. “You’ve starved me enough,” he said firmly, and Ivy felt the heat rise on her cheeks.

She wanted to leave, to break free from his embrace, but his grip and eyes kept her in place. When Silas lowered his lips to hers, she surrendered, melting completely into his arms.

He pinned her against his desk, his mouth seizing hers with an urgency that made her knees buckled. His tongue parted her lips, and she instinctively opened up to him, pulling him closer.

She trapped him with her legs. Despite her huge gown, she could still feel his length against her stomach.

When his lips trailed to her neck, she moaned, encouraging him. Totally clouded by passion.

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Chapter 50

His hands went to her back, unzipped her gown, and found her hardened nipples. He claimed them with fervour, sending her to cloud nine.

“You’re so fucking hot,” he murmurred with raw desire, moving to her other nipple.

His tone sent heat between her legs, and without thinking–unable to stop herself–she reached for his erection.

“Ivy!” he wheezed, weakened by her touch.