Soy Tu Duena Ivana Novels & Stories

Raven asked the moment I got in the car. "Take me to Ivana's home. I need a good fuck to relieve all this stress." I removed my gloves and called my dear cousin. "I'll be there in five and you better be ready." Ivana giggled on the other line. "Yes, Daddy." She purred and I ended the call. When I reached her home, she was obediently waiting for me like the good whore that she is. Ivana is my adopted cousin and we've been fucking each other for years when we found that we matched each other's freaks. She is submissive while I like dominance.

(hang in there my dear it's going to be alright) I heard a small voice but gentle whispering in my head. "Summer baby? Is that you?" I ask thinking that it's my daughter though I highly doubt it. "Soy yo Selena tu compañera." (It's me Selena your mate). What?? This is incredulous. I have a mate who is not Tina??

This next chapter is about the next Dirty J member Titus. Being a no attachment guy Titus meets Ivana. Eagered not to be attached Ivana tries to pretend she is not in love with Titus but jealously is eating her from the inside and constantly lies to make her pretend easy. Will she confess or keep the lies? IVANA “Stupid, idiotic, moronic son of a bitch!” “You know that ‘stupid,’ ‘idiotic,’ and ‘moronic’ all mean basically the same thing, right?” My best friend, Chelsea, grinned at me.

Ivana says, her tone venomous. Sienna’s heart stutters. "What has gotten into you two? How dare you do this?" Mia crosses her arms, avoiding Sienna's gaze. Ivana chuckles darkly, crouching to meet Sienna’s eye level. "You don’t get it, do you? All that innocent act, the doe-eyed victim routine. It’s pathetic." Sienna blinks back tears. "I don’t understand..." Ivana’s pipe strikes the ground beside Sienna’s leg, sending splinters flying. "You don’t understand? You stole our men!" Her voice rises, each word sharp enough to cut.

Ivy raised her brows. "What? Duchene and I are still in love please, this guy is for you" Edna replied and Ivy creased her brows. "For me, why?" She narrowed her eyes. "I don't need any man for now, I better just focus on my work" Ivy added with an eye roll.

“Who is this?” “Ivan,” I said simply. “We need to talk.” There was a beat of silence, then he scoffed, “Is this a prank call? Who the fuck is Ivan?” “I don’t have the time for silly jokes, Luca.” “Of course, why the hell wouldn’t I?” “Okay, Ivan, what do you want?” He asked in a flat tone. “Camila.” Luca let out a short laugh. “Yeah. Sure. And I want a yacht. Try again.”

(Who? "Il bambino…. La figlia di Adriano….. come si chiama?" (The baby…. Adriano's daughter….. What is her name?) "Kaya. Il suo nome è Kaya Tana." Ivor said and Antonio gasped, looking at us with his eyes wide. (Kaya. Her name is Kaya Tana) "L'hai chiamata come tua madre?" (You named her after your mom?) "Sì, e c'è qualche problema con questo?" Alanna spoke with a lot of attitude.

I said and proceeded to escort Liliana inside. "Ah, Miss Liliana… about earlier, you are probably mistaking me for someone, certainly I'm not the person you thought I was, after all I'm just a humble convenience store attendant NPC," Ivana said. "I see, so that's what you are doing… oh well, if you're going to be a coward and abandon everything then what is the point of you mingling with this guy," she said and became more snuggly towards me. "Liliana, could you stop that!" I said, as I felt embarrassed now that Ivana was looking at us as we sat at the dining table.

Then she lowered her eyes, her long lashes fluttering. She fell silent. Her grip on him tightened slightly. "Since I can remember, I've lived to become a Voodoo Lwa," Ivana said softly. "In our family, all my uncles lived by gathering and making medicine. Among them, my father was the best, but later, he wasn't satisfied with just making medicine. He wanted to create a Voodoo Lwa."

As her chocolate brown eyes meet my hazel irises, her blood-red coated lips pull back into a sinister smile. “Mrs. DeLuca,” Riccardo dips his head upon saying her name. “Miss Bish-” “Ivy, dear…” Sofia purrs as she reaches the gate, ignoring Riccardo altogether. “And what do we owe the pleasure of your visit?” Dropping her hand from her neckline, she places her hands on her hips with one side of her mouth curling upwards. “I’ve come here to speak with Don Valentino regarding Savannah,” I begin. “Now that Rose has passed, Savannah is going to need all the family she has now, more than ever. It takes a whole village to raise a child and all that.” I add.