Novel & Cerita Taking Back Control Novel Grace And Antonio

“Given what I just showed you, the chances of you keeping control, especially after a divorce, are slim. Antonio’s strategy is calculated. He may have intended to claim control from the start.” My pulse raced, my mind scrambling for options. This was my father’s company, my family’s legacy, and Antonio was threatening to take it all. I clenched my fists, barely containing the rising frustration. Suddenly, I caught sight of a familiar car pulling into the company’s garage. Antonio. Of course, he had to be here. The sight of him stepping out of the car filled me with a fresh wave of anger. I knew I couldn’t just sit by and watch him manipulate his way into my company.

"That's all, you have your orders." I ended the call and put the phone back on my desk. The silence in the room felt different no, it was the silence of waiting for something big to happen, Antonio would make his plans. I'm sure Pyotr would give him his information, they would put their plans into action. But I would strike first and hard. I would remind Antonio who really controlled the power in this country. The real game, the final fight, had just begun, and I, Marco Bianchi, would make sure Antonio Romano understood what true power meant, and what it meant to truly lose everything.

I have now come back to take care of it all. But beneath all of it… Beneath the strategy, the control, the calculations… There was something else. Something quieter. Annabelle D'Angélo Gracia. Even now. Even here. She was still in my head. And I knew one thing for certain. This wasn’t over. Not until I got my woman back.

“Always you. Always managing, always controlling what she feels, what she remembers, what she—” “Stop,” Antonio said. Not loud. Not aggressive. But firm enough that the air tightened. Josh didn’t stop. Instead, he moved forward another step. “You don’t get to tell me to stop,” Josh said, voice shaking now. “Not after everything you’ve done. Not after what you turned her into—” Antonio finally stepped forward, fully between me and Josh now. “No,” Antonio said again, quieter. “You don’t get to rewrite what’s happening here because you lost control of your position.”

“ I’ll take care of it.” “Take care of it now.” She insisted. Antonio sighed, retrieving the keys from his pocket. He dangled them in front of Ms. Grace's face, and smacked his tongue. "I'm only doing this because of you, ma. Nothing else." He said and walked to Luciana’s room, Ms. Grace following closely behind him. As they entered Luciana’s room, Antonio caught a glimpse of her trying to free herself from the cuffs. Her eyes involuntarily drifted to his bare chest, taking in the shape contours of his torso, the tanned skin glistening in the soft light.

I was on the verge of screaming my orgasm but before I could even catch my breath to do so, it stopped. I wanted to kill him, wrap my fingers around his throat and squeeze the living shit out of him. Instead, I decided to fûck with him. I won’t let him get the upper hand. I knew what he was doing. First, he had been a furious beast the other day when I had mentioned to fûck someone else and then when I ignored him and instead spent my time with Ephraim he got jealous. What else could it be? Even as I sat here half náked in front of Ephraim with morning sun warming me up— not more than the awareness of the two men on either side of me while I sat almost nakéd, I knew it was Antonio’s way to c

He was my brother-in-law and we shouldn’t be lusting over each other. Lost in the depths of each other's eyes, the last shred of control within me was about to snap when the sound of Grace's singing voice interrupted us, and he swiftly withdrew his finger from my chest. I turned to see Grace walking through the door, and the second she noticed that Antonio was still inside, she abruptly stopped singing and focused her gaze on the ground as she ventured into the kitchen. Returning my gaze to Antonio, he slipped his hands into his pockets and pressed his lips into a thin line.

"I am sorry. Without quantum stabilization technology, she will not survive the day." "X has that technology. The cure for quantum poisoning." I turned to Rebecca. "We force him to trade. My service, my loyalty, whatever he wants—for Grace's life." "He won't trade," Antonio said, appearing in the doorway. "I have been analyzing X's behavior patterns. He does not trade. He exploits. He will let Grace die to break you completely. Make you desperate enough to do anything. Then he extracts maximum value from your desperation." "Then what do we do?"

"But Sophia is a woman too, isn't she?" "Sophia is different. She's an online influencer, and she's always sharing her life as a wealthy wife. She's sophisticated and elegant… Ugh, what's the point in telling you this? You wouldn't get it. Just give the shares back to Dad." I glanced at the new gold bracelet I had bought and smiled to myself. It really was true that money knew quality. The bracelet looked stunning, and I was sure Alice would love it, too. "I sold the shares. You can find whoever who bought them to buy them back."