No Going Back Floria And Antonio Novels & Stories

Enzo's Pov Antonio slammed his hand against the desk, the sound echoing off the walls of his study. The half-empty glass of whiskey rattled, but he didn’t notice. “It can’t be that he’s vanished into thin air!” he snapped, his voice sharp with frustration. I didn’t flinch. I’d had the same reaction when I’d first gone over the investigation reports from New Orleans, every lead collapsing into nothing. “He’s gone, Antonio,” I said evenly. “We think they got him out of the country, but we don’t know where.”

Claire said again to her stepchildren. Reluctantly, everyone stood up from their seats. "We'll take our leave now," Flavia said to her stepmother, and one by one, they entered the room, bidding farewell to Mr. Antony and praying for his quick recovery. They promised to visit him in Germany later. After bidding farewell, everyone dispersed and left the white room.

Suddenly tons of views and reactions started popping up Antonio was deeply hurt,if only he had stayed back with her he wouldn't have been in this mess He just knew that there was nothing he could do at that point, with a heavy heart he got back into his vehicle and zoomed off He needed a solid plan. ***** Antonio couldn't sleep that night,he wandered restlessly around the basement looking for the best way to get Irene out of Charles grip without any harm Suddenly Antonio came up with a solid plan,he called on Peter's is friend for assistance

he stammered, his brows furrowing in puzzlement. Georgina cut him off, her gaze unwavering. "I mean... you saw nothing," she reiterated, her words carrying a silent command. A moment of understanding passed between them, and Antonio comprehended the unspoken agreement. With a slight nod, he acknowledged her directive and silently walked away, disappearing into a nearby room, which Georgina assumed to be his own. It was a rare occurrence to witness Antonio in anything other than his customary serious suit. Watching Antonio retreat, Georgina felt a mixture of relief and satisfaction. She had successfully redirected his attention and protected her secrets for now.

“Maybe he forgot to..” “Don't make excuses for him Neils.” Cordelia interrupted her. “We should go back to the mission at hand.” She leaned forward and input a password. Marley decided to let it go and also leaned forward. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Anthonio got down from the car and went to meet the men standing around a black car, with Mouse trailing after him. “Boss.” They greeted him and Anthonio acknowledged them. “Let me see.” One of the men shifted away and Anthonio moved forward.

Antonio’s eyes flicked to him at the back, “You too.” The two men (Grinch & Mateo) exchanged a brief, puzzled glance before complying. Antonio slid behind the wheel, slammed the door, and reversed sharply, tires chirping as he swung the SUV back toward they direction they came.

Lowering my hand, I smiled and slowly drew a cross over my chest. 'Goodnight, my former love. 'Go to hell with your mistress.' … The next morning, Dom delivered the report. Antonio was ambushed on his way to the docks. Shot multiple times, he died on the spot. Allegedly, the attackers were from a rival family working with Sofia. At the end of the report was a photograph. Antonio lay on the ground with eyes wide open, staring at the sky. I set the report down and looked out the window.

I was burning with anxiety but dared not show it, fearing Anastasia might make Leone call off the soldatos. Finally, while she had me precariously balancing on a ladder to clean a massive crystal chandelier, I overheard two Soldatos carried large boxes downstairs. "This batch of air-fresh flowers from Provence is damn delicate. Miss Anna insists we personally escort them from the airport—such a waste of good men," one complained. "Tell me about it," the other agreed. "We were supposed to have a special op today, but the boss said it wasn't as priority as escorting Miss Anna's wedding flowers, so it got cancelled."

Bobby's voice came again, snapping me back to the present while I tried to still my racing heart, as I leaned in closer, "I heard they're back together, father. What effrontery!" Bobby spat, his words laced with hatred, As I heard his voice I began to wonder if they were talking about Antonio's father, and as I stood there, I couldn't help but ponder if it was him. As far as I knew, Antonio's father was dead, but upon hearing his words, i began to wonder if he was truly dead.

"Listen, if he comes back and asks for me, tell him you don't know me and that there's no Olivia working here." "Huh? Anton seems like a good boy, if I were you I'd choose him over that liar Luke!" "Just don't tell him where I am. Is that clear?" "Hmm, okay. But if he asks me out, I'm going to say yes. No regrets, okay?" My eyes rolled again, and I sighed. "Okay, fine! He's all yours!”