No Going Back Floria And Antonio Novels & Stories

"Captain Salazar gets the boat out very early in the morning before sunrise. The currents can be quite treacherous and there is only early morning and late afternoon that the Cowrie can navigate safely. I will inform Captain Salazar of your intention to leave as soon as I receive Mr. Dante's approval." "Thanks!" said Jon, sipping the coffee that was given him. The coffee was great and uplifted his spirits. After a while, he said, "I was talking to Flora recently and she told me that she wanted to return to her hometown. She asked me if she and her daughter could go with me when I return to Cardena." "Flora.” Pablo said as he turned his gaze away from Jon. “She set out very early this morning

ERICA “I don't care if you are already matured or not but I want you to give my sister a proper wedding.” Summer said to Antonio as we stood at the tarmac, the plane behind us ready to take me and Antonio back to Italy. My three guards were the only three men Antonio had brought with him and of course, Thor, which turned out has a new bonding with Antonio that I wasn’t aware of. Even now, he sat peacefully beside Antonio. The traitor. I only went for ten days and he has already changed sides.

Mariel announced. “Really? Where are we going then?” Flora Amor asked, though her eyes were drawn to the spot where she had seen the man yesterday. “Hey, bakla, where are we going?” Mariel turned to Anton. “Wherever,” he muttered, his brows furrowed, gaze fixed behind Flora Amor. “Anywhere, Beshie,” Mariel echoed. “But wait, where are you heading?” she asked, realizing Flora Amor hadn’t stopped walking.

he mocks Antonio. "Then give it a shot! I own New York and Hawaii!" Antonio retorts, rising to the challenge.

FLORA "Plans change," the man—Carlo—responded. "Antonio has the Colombians backing him now. He thinks he doesn't need us anymore." "Then he's a fool," Sofia snapped. "The Colombians will use him and discard him once they have what they want. Where is he now?" "He’s still in California, negotiating the final details. He'll be back tomorrow." There was a pause, and we heard their footsteps moving across the room. "What about Lorenzo?" Sofia asked. Her voice was quieter now. "Are you sure?"

I sat, maintaining what I hoped was a professional distance. "Your uncle Sal," he began, and my heart skipped a beat at the sound of his name. "He came to me last month with an interesting proposition. He wanted protection for his favorite niece, the one who had chosen to become a doctor instead of following in her father's footsteps. He offered me quite a lot in return – information, territory, certain business considerations." My mouth went dry. "Uncle Sal wouldn't—" "Wouldn't betray your father?" Guerrero's green eyes sparkled with amusement. "My dear, he already did. The question you should be asking is why I agreed to his terms when I could have used that information to destroy Antonio

The familiar, controlled power was back in his eyes, a stark contrast to the quiet man he had become. I held the phone away from my ear. "The silk shipment is gone. A miscommunication, they're saying. Something about a different delivery address." Antonio took the phone from my hand and spoke to Marco, his voice calm and firm. He asked questions I hadn't even thought of. Who was the driver? Had he received any calls from a number he didn’t recognize? Who else knew about the shipment? I watched him, a knot tightening in my stomach. This wasn’t just a logistical problem; this was something else.

She was preparing to deliver her final killing blow, urging the courts to make an example of me, the social degenerate. Then it happened. The giant screen behind her flickered. Without warning, the giant LCD screen behind her flickered and changed. Her tear-streaked face disappeared from the screen. A black player interface took its place. Moments later, a crystal-clear audio recording blared through the speakers, reaching every corner of the hall and every livestream. The voices in the recording belonged to two people.

I really wanted to stick a knife at Petter and Stella. "Amber, I'm sorry for cheating on me. I made a mistake, and I promise I will fix everything. I will leave Stella, but I beg you to forgive me." Petter begged me to forgive him and take him back. Seeing his pleading gaze, I just smiled sarcastically.

Then, I pulled out a lighter and set the curtains ablaze. The roaring flames reflected in my eyes, but I couldn't feel a ripple of emotion. "We'll never have to see each other again, Antonio." … Third-Person POV Antonio felt an inexplicable surge of panic in the middle of his vows before he saw thick smoke billowing from the villa in the distance. Was the villa on fire? No! Daniela was still inside! He bolted toward the villa, just to run into his assistant, Mattia Marino, who was racing toward him to report the news.