Novel & Cerita Elite Ivan

added Ivan, who was standing beside his older brother. "I'm so sorry for everything my dear children...I promise that your mom will never have to cry again. I will never leave her again!" The twins who are already in grade school told him about their different subjects - the ones that they liked and did not like, their teachers, their friends, and the daily activities they both have. Isabela is so proud of her twin brother, mentioning to her dad that he always gets the highest grade in the class. "You know dad, Ivan is our teacher's favorite student, and his score in our examinations is the highest."

I recognized him from private intelligence files: infrastructure dominance across Eastern Europe, energy grids, transit corridors, the kind of quiet control that makes governments nervous. Beside him sat a woman in ivory silk. Elena Volkov. Former operative. Master strategist. They didn't touch. Didn't look at each other. Didn't need to. They were a singular, terrifying unit of aligned iron. Across the table, a younger man leaned back casually, fingers tapping the glass in rhythmic, deliberate patterns. Cassian Vale. Tech architect. Disruptor. The kind of mind that dismantles systems for fun and rebuilds them before anyone realizes they were ever broken.

Whoever it was that helped keep his mate alive deserved his gratitude. “Who is he?” Dylan asked, his voice was calm as he was still flabbergasted to see his mate alive. “Xavi!” Isabel called out her cousin, who unknown to Dylan was standing outside the study. Why was she calling out Xavi? Dylan wondered. Xavi couldn’t possibly be the person she was referring to, because he had been in the Pride pack the entire time, he mentally said to himself. His thoughts was interrupted by his beta walking into the study with a boy over a year old in his arms.

Ivan said to Elorm and Elorm felt relaxed knowing the guard had just confirmed the document was original. "Elorm, it's been great working with you. I know you were the only one we could use to get this. I am going to tell you something. I killed your father. He was not part of Eduardo's men. Your father was my competitor in the drug business. So I cleared him," Ivan said and Elorm frowned standing to his feet angrily but he stopped in his tracks because the guard pointed a gun at him.

“Mr Ivanov. It's a pleasure to see you again.” Eli Katz. Jeweler to the rich, the ruthless, and the untouchable. I stare at him as he shifts from one foot to another. “Do you have everything?” I ask, nodding towards the box he clutched tightly. “All to your specifications,” he confirmed as he took a small step forward and placed the box on the dining table. I moved towards the table and unlatched the silver clasps on the box, lifted the lid, and took a breath.

I try to calm my nerves. I lift my chin. “Why not?” “Because I will not offer it to you again.” I choke out a laugh. “Why would I want this?” The firelight from a nearby torch dances across his eyes. “You have no friends here, little rabbit. Ethan is gone. Fiona is gone. John is weak. And Ethan is not as well liked as he may think. There are many more animals like Vladimir who will take advantage of the situation you find yourself in.” “What makes you any better than Vladimir?”

She wasn’t just a sister; she was a node in the network. “You don’t fit in this world, Ivy,” Elena said, turning to look at her. The silver in Elena’s eyes was no longer just an iris; it was a HUD, scrolling with data streams. “You’re a high-fidelity ghost. A collection of Dante’s deepest, most pathetic insecurities given skin. Temporary things are always kept closest, and look how close he kept you. He needed to make sure you didn't evaporate before he finished the code.” Ivy’s humiliation, once a quiet ache, sharpened into a jagged, territorial resentment. She looked at the silver map on her arm—it was glowing, pulsing in time with the room’s violet hue.

That wasn’t coincidence. That was ability. Real ability. And that Was a problem. A serious one. At the front, Ethan leaned back slightly in his chair. Still watching her. Still analyzing. Because now There was no denying it. Ivy Morgan wasn’t ordinary. Not even close. And the more she revealed The more dangerous she became. Not just to the system. Not just to Eliana. But to anyone who thought they understood her. Including him.

he orders. “Prince Ivan is indeed the person who sold off Lady Vadimovna to the traders,” Leo said. “I have news from our spies in Ezealyra gave me this news. Ivan has been in a massive debt thanks to his gambling addiction. He also bought a large villa for one of his mistresses and is accumulating more debts.” “He has not changed at all,” Dmitri sighs. “The same old perverted boy who refuses to grow up.” “But is this not better?” Leo asks his lord. “With Lady Vadimovna here with us, we can smoothly execute our plans.”

he whispered. I raised my glass, forcing a smile as we clinked them together. The gesture felt absurd given the circumstances, but it worked. We looked like any other couple enjoying the event. Selene's laughter pierced the air again, drawing my attention. She was speaking animatedly to a man with a scar running down his cheek. "That's Viktor Ivanov," Elias murmured. "One of the most dangerous crime bosses in Europe." I nearly choked on my champagne. "And she's laughing with him like they're old friends?"