Taking Back Control Novel Grace And Antonio Novels & Stories

Grace thought she had finally found a family when the wealthy Wells family adopted her. To win their love, she became everything they wanted—obedient, perfect, and the ideal substitute for their lost daughter. The only person she truly believed cared for her was her boyfriend, Lucas Marino. But her world shattered the day the real daughter returned. Overnight, Grace was cast aside, treated as nothing but a shadow of someone else. Lucas, the man she trusted most, revealed his true heart—he had only ever seen her as a stand-in. Heartbroken and betrayed, grace got drunk and an got in an accident. The accident brought her face-to-face with Ethan Marino—Lucas’s uncle and the powerful head of

“I've been instructed by Ma'am Claudia and Mr Jenkins never to let you in,” That bitch! I felt a surge of anger, but I pushed it aside. I knew that getting angry wouldn't help me achieve my goals. Instead, I focused on my plan. I needed to gather information about the company's current state, identify key assets and stakeholders and develop a strategy to gain control. I needed allies for my plan to work out and I know that no one would want to help me without expecting anything in return. Well, I don't care if they want a share in the company. But I just needed to get my mother's company back. No matter what it takes.

“ But he loved me before you . “ said Antonio leaving Annette in a daze . “ From now on , the Landar family has excluded your from the family tree . You will stay for six years in this prison then you will leave this country and be banned from coming here ever again . Don’t think of any funny revenge business or whatsoever because Wright family’s people will be watching your every move throughout your life . “ said Antonio then turned his back to leave . “ No ! This cannot be true…..You can’t do this to me . “ said Annette . “ Or course I can . I am the leader of the family . Everyone gets what they deserve . Good people get happiness while bad people get remorse and punishment for their bad

In our world, proof only matters if you have the clout to make it matter. Revenge was the only other option—ridiculous and impossible. Matteo Ricci’s reach swallowed entire regions; even if every NYC family united, we wouldn’t stand a chance. No one would risk a war over one missing trunk. Michael folded then, a fifty-year-old man unraveling into tears. “Fuck. If I’d known—” His voice broke; he looked small and helpless. I felt none of his grief. Anger hardened into resolve. Grief could wait. Right now there was one thing: get her back. Make whoever did this pay. She deserved that much.

I guess I would find out as I got my revenge. ​The thought settled deep into my chest, steadying the frantic rhythm of my heart. The confusion and the burning ache didn't matter anymore. Answers would come in time, paid for in their blood. For now, the pain was gone, burned away by a cold, sharp focus. Just then Antonio pulled back. His handsome, charming mask slid effortlessly back into place. He smoothed his jacket and adjusted his gold cuffs. The perfect, loving man was back, ready to walk back into the bright party lights.

“You’re had another big shock, baby. I’ll carry you. Just relax and let Maia’s memories return. I’m sure it’s a lot to take in.” Trevor shifts back to his wolf and he and Maddison take off ahead of us. Liam and Angel fall into step beside us. Angel reaches out holding Grace’s hand in hers as we walk. Rik slows down and falls into step on my other side, allowing Cara to reach out and hold Grace’s other hand. “We’re so glad to have you back.” Cara says, a sad smile on her face.

“You're changing.” Ann shrugged. “Maybe.” Ann returned her attention to the food. Olivia watched her carefully. She had expected tears. Jealousy. Anger. A confrontation. But she had never even gotten one. Instead, Ann had become strangely calm. And Olivia didn't like it so instead of her arguing and keep letting Ann get in her way, she decided to change plan. She would go harder till Ann truly surrenders. That evening, after everyone had gone to bed, Ann opened her diary again. She wrote:

"I'm so sorry she did that to us... to Monica... to everyone." "Shh, look at me, Portia," Antonia murmured, gently lifting Portia's chin so their eyes could meet. The coldness was entirely gone, replaced by the fierce, protective love that had always belonged to Portia. "It's over. The lies are gone. She can't touch us anymore. We found our way back." Finally, the air was clear, and everything was starting to return to its rightful place. Antonia was back in the corporate world, completely settled into the familiar rhythm of her executive suite. Outside the double doors, Monica was at her post, efficiently handling her duties as the personal assistant.

Camille tilted her head. “I suppose.” The elevator doors opened before the conversation could go any further. Ethan stepped out. When he saw us together, he slowed. “Sera?” I lifted the envelope. “You forgot this.” His face relaxed. “Right. Thank you.” He came over and took it from me. Camille smiled at him. “Your wife and I were finally getting acquainted.” Ethan looked between us. “Should I be worried?” “Probably,” I said. He laughed. That small sound eased some of the tension in my shoulders.

She had all the answers, I was sure of it. And I had every intention of finding out. I was so sick and tired of playing everyone else's game - tired of not being in control of my own life. I had no more patience - I had reached the end of my rope. I wasn't going to allow Alexis, Meghan, or anyone else to ruin my happiness with my family. I was going to take back control. I gestured Grace over with a wave of my hand. She stared at me with wide eyes, but she didn't say anything.