Ivan Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

“And he wasn’t even that angry when he left. He must’ve gotten over it by now, right?” She studies her reflection once more, her confidence returning in waves as she takes in her radiant beauty. She’s heard it countless times: no man has ever been able to resist her charm. Alaric should be no different, no matter how much time has passed. The assistant hesitates before adding, “I heard Ivy plans to go after him when he gets back.” “Ivy, that slut?” Sophia lets out a melodic laugh, tossing her hair over one shoulder. “She’s not even that beautiful. What gives her the confidence to think she can compete with me?”