Soy Tu Duena Ivana Novels & Stories

“So, you are that girl. It was nice to meet you finally.” Lyv didn’t answer right away. The people around looked at them, and like Lyv, it seemed they didn’t know what was happening. The woman seemed to understand the people’s stares, “Vana Enriquez is the name. I'm Sandro Dela Vega’s girlfriend.” “Ex-girlfriend,” said Madam Anastacia sarcastically. Because of the shock, Lyv didn’t notice her approach while Sandro kept pulling Vana’s arm out. But Vana is tough. Lyv noticed that the unexpected visitor appeared to have been drinking.

she told him, standing up from the bed, Ivana clearly was not liking the suggestion he was giving her. Davin exhaled and walked over to where she was standing, " date? Huh?" He asked her, his hand got a hold of her pussy, " this pussy belongs to me Ivana, no one Is allowed to devour it, except me, you can go on all the dates you want to, but your pussy belongs to me"

Someone else is in the background, but I can’t see who it is and honestly, it’s pissing me off. I wake up and I’m sweating. Jordyn immediately calls me. It’s a good thing I have my phone on vibrate. I got up and quickly made my way out of the room. “Jude, what the fuck was that dream? Who is that girl?” Jordyn asked. “Jordyn, that girl is Ivana. She’s my mate, I just met her today.” I said. There is a pause on the phone. “First, congratulations. Second, what the fuck?”

Although she became more unconvinced of the woman's ratonality as she talked to her. The woman only laughed at her question. “The question is if it does exist.” Her features quickly straightened up and she became serious in an instant. “Actually, no matter how many times you travel around the world, you will never see the tree of Virsathen.” Ellaine was completely disappointed, “Is that so?”

"She thinks she can run from me. It’s time I remind Sofia Montero who she belongs to." Hanging up, Ivan turned to the monitors again, his smirk returning as he watched Sofia's image on the screen. "Enjoy your little romance while it lasts, Sofia," he murmured, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. "Because soon, there will be no place for Adam Kavanaugh in your life... or your heart." ********

Luca grabbed her by her arm, jerked her to her senses, and gritted through his teeth, "Ivana, stop it! Don't bring her into this for your own good!" Ivana eyes blurred her vision, So he would stand up for the b*tch now, in front of her? How blinded was he by that wh*re! Ivana smirked sarcastically through her agony that was piercing her heart and shook her head as she tried to prey his arm that was clutching her arm away, "Why should I?" "My bad! I underestimated the town's wh*re. At the age of fourteen, she could seduce the Kuznetsov's rightful heir, and do you know how she has passed from one man to another, sheesh...the slut truly left an impress..."

he murmured, his eyes soft and pleading. Ivana stared back intensely, waiting for an explanation. “Think about the money, babe. This could set us up for life. Remember the business you—” “I’d rather work my ass off to earn it,” she spat, pulling her hand away. “Davis, I couldn’t even hurt a fly, let alone a person. I can’t.” Ivana paced angrily in her small apartment, arms crossed tightly under her chest. She watched as Davis leaned toward Lilico, whispering urgently. Their conversation quickly escalated into a heated argument.

“Then hug me.” “Not in that order,” Nuella muttered, smiling softly. “She’d definitely cry over Nuella,” Samantha said. “She always wanted a soft child,” Ivano added. “I’m not soft,” Nuella said with a playful glare. “You’re literally a flower in this mafia garden,” Samantha teased. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “It’s not,” Ivano said. “It’s just… different.” Their laughter faded into a calm silence. Until Ivano’s phone buzzed.

However, Ezra remained clueless, the fog of time concealing the identity of Ivan's girlfriend from her memory. Ezra's efforts to recall Sophia's identity proved futile, and Ivan relished the moment, aware of her struggle. Ezra, admitting defeat, raised her hands in surrender, saying, "I lost, guys. I can't remember." Just as she was about to conclude her sentence, Sophia spoke up, "Ezra, I am Sophia. Remember?"

Odin explains. Ivana is one of Odin's closest friends and was an elite assassin in her youth known as Scorpion. Now a madam who owns an escort service in Spain. Her business is a place for intel on clients, including extensive reserved clientele to be terminated by Odin. But she isn't the only person of intel. Odin has a ton of small businesses used for intel worldwide. Ivana helps girls who ran away or lost a home get off the streets and avoid being someone's whore. Though Ivana's business is a brothel house, she ensured none of her girls were harmed when they entertained clients.