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Reviello's Wrong Bride Alright… let's talk
When everything started? It's hard to know.Emily always acted innocent, like she was an angel. She used to defend Eleonor in their mother's tantrums… but weren't those tantrums usually driven by Emily in the first place? Oh, yes… innocent little Emily made a mistake that would eventually come back to Eleonor… silly things that always grown big and become an excuse to relieve Erica's anger.Emily dropped the food? Eleonor is irresponsible for not helping her sister eat properly.Emily fell and scraped her knees? Eleonor is blamed for pushing her sister… which wasn't true, but it became like that when the little angel cried and said it's not Elle's fault for being so clumsy.Did Emily get bad grades in school? It's Eleonor's fault that she didn't take the test in her place. After all, she's so smart, right? Doesn't she brag about being number one in her class? She must take the exams in her sister's place.Emily doesn't know the necessary etiquette for the event? It's Eleonor's fault f
Last Updated : 2023-04-08Reviello's Wrong Bride New bad habits
Eleonor holds her breath because this moment has finally arrived. She's thought about this conversation a thousand times, and here they are, sitting at the dinner table with barely stirred food and almost empty wine. She cannot eat or drink as her stomach has been so sensitive lately. Even at that point, she feels her insides twist and her chest freeze.“Why did you want to marry Emily?” She asks again with a high voice.“Didn't you ask me that already?”“You did not answer me.”“Oh, do I need to answer it?” Giovanni tilts his head slightly with a smug smile.“Yes, Giovanni. That's how a conversation works, with two people talking.” She sighs, feeling that maybe things aren't going to go as easily as she expected.“You didn't answer me either. I asked what you think about it.”“What?” She gives in to surprise and her eyebrows rise. Giovanni stifles a laugh because all he can see is how her face speaks for itself.“I didn't ask about cigarettes, Eleonor, or what that James and Erica th
Last Updated : 2023-04-08Reviello's Wrong Bride The cabin
Eleonor can't believe it… she just cannot!She thought it would be alright if she called the driver discreetly and asked him to take her off the property… maybe take her around the neighborhood or the city, just to make herself feel better after so many twists. But as they get in front of the iron gates, she discovered that it wouldn't be so easy.Nothing is easy when it comes to Giovanni Reviello.“Open the gates!” Eleonor commands for the third time, already impatient and out of the car. The poor driver remains inside, with his hands firmly on the steering wheel, fearing reprisals.“I can't do that, Mrs. Reviello.” The guard responds firmly, with a rigid and unfriendly expression. He doesn't seem to like her.“Why not? I am ordering you to open it!” She crosses her arms, staring at the man with her chin held high.“I'm sorry, ma'am. Direct orders from the boss.” The man remains adamant… which makes her even more frustrated.“You can't be serious… Is my authority not enough to break
Last Updated : 2023-04-09Reviello's Wrong Bride A trace of you
Eleonor goes back to staring at the ceiling, fearing that her cheeks will become red. But she could still feel the intensity of Giovanni's gaze on her face, looking at her expressions. Lately, he has been looking at her with such tenderness and curiosity… She doesn't know how to feel about this kind of look.“Why did you bring me here?” She asks, not looking at him. “It's a precious place, isn't it?”Giovanni thinks for a few moments, replaying memories in his mind that are precious and painful at the same time… but that haven't been able to make him feel anything for a long time as well. It's like a dream that one had woken up from a very long ago…“Yes, it's a precious place… It's my shelter.” Giovanni confesses.After a brief silence, Eleonor looks back at him, inspecting his calm, unwavering expression, even though she knows there's chaos inside his head, just as there's in hers.“Then why did you bring me here?” Eleonor feels her chest tingle in a funny way, “I know this place is
Last Updated : 2023-04-09Reviello's Wrong Bride Devastating storm
Sometimes, moments of calm are signs of a devastating storm that goes by without being noticed. That's what happened that morning, exactly four days before Emily and Josh's engagement party.In that dawn, Eleonor woke up with a start, with her blond hair glued to her sweating body. Her heavy breathing and widened eyes show the impact caused by the nightmare. She dreamed of Emily.Perhaps dreaming isn't the right word… the truth is that horrible memories flooded her mind during her sleep.But when she notices Giovanni's firm arm around her, and his face so close in deep sleep, a peace comes to her chest… And she was able to fall asleep again.She should have known that this was an omen for the tragedy that would plague her life.ㅤㅤ“Donna… you have a guest.” Domenico says cautiously.“A guest? I don't remember calling someone…” Eleonor raises an eyebrow.
Last Updated : 2023-04-10Reviello's Wrong Bride I'll make them pay…
Eleonor's screams echoed through the mansion. Loud cries that come from the back of the throat, like an injured animal would do. No one dares to approach, for fear that the situation will get even worse. Since Emily left, she has been breaking all the furniture and objects she finds along the way and making hysterical screams and saying confused words that the people who are outside the room can’t understand.In an attempt to get rid of the disgusting feeling of being hugged by Emily, Eleonor is scratching her arms, causing wounds with her own nails. All the furniture is actually overturned because she doesn't want anything to have any traces of her sister. Even the cup is broken into small pieces — which reminds her of that night… that fateful night.When the door finally opens, Eleonor's red eyes don't look at it. And she doesn't mind that she's looking a runaway train. But the steps come closer, and it feels like she's waking up from a ni
Last Updated : 2023-04-10Reviello's Wrong Bride Blow your mind
Giovanni is watching the forest from his office window. He has many questions, and the few answers he has don't seem to satisfy him. Eleonor clearly doesn't seem to know who owns the old property nearby. Was she ever there? Could it be that, just like Emily, she also suffered at the hands of the Evans family?For him, this isn't something surprising. Family is a complex thing, and blood ties can be more suffocating and deadly than a noose around the neck. More than anyone else, he knows that children are, for some parents, a means to an end… a tool, a step towards a brilliant goal. So, Giovanni wouldn't find it surprising if the Evans deliberately excluded her for being a bastard.Still, it's weird…He still remembers Emily telling him about her sister with always great affection. At some point, everything broke down. When? Why?These doubts bring him a headache. Giovanni even massages his temples, trying to ease the pressure, but it's in vain.He turns away from the window and looks
Last Updated : 2023-04-11Reviello's Wrong Bride Throw into the fire
The best opportunities life offers come suddenly, they say. A chance that needs to be held tightly and without hesitation. And that opportunity has finally arrived for Eleonor.Her hands are tight on the gun, as she takes slow steps backwards until she reaches the door and turns the key to lock it. Now, it's just the two of them in this little impasse.Giovanni is looking at her intently. There's no hint of fear, surprise, or anger in his face. Even with a gun pointed at him, it's hard to know what's going on inside his mind… especially when he crosses his arms and leans against the table without saying a single word.“Where is the contract?” Eleonor asks, returning to the center of the room, her gun not wavering.“The contract?” The corner of his lip’s lifts in a slight smile. “You mean our marriage contract?”She grips the gun handle even tighter. “Where did you put it, Giovanni?”“It's in Florence, of course.” He shrugs with his posture impeccable as ever. Heavens, she shouldn't be
Last Updated : 2023-04-11
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Reviello's Wrong Bride — A short letter...
... For everyone who followed this far. Well… it's finally over. I don't really know how to feel. I'm happy and, at the same time, sad. I already miss Giovanni and Eleonor. It was my first book this big… and I really tried, I did my best to make it perfect, to make the ending satisfying. And looking back on those 240k+ words, those chapters, those four months of writing… It was all worth it, and I know I'll miss it. At least, I'm happy to have given a good ending to this couple that conquered me. And I hope they conquered you too. Giovanni and Eleonor almost created a life of their own. I left the script and let the flow go the way they would like, and I'm happy with the result. I hope that in the future, I can tell a little more about the stories of other remarkable characters. But this is about Eleonor and Giovanni, and the family they've created despite all the odds. And I like to want to thank you all very much. Each of you is precious to me, and I hope you enjoyed my book.
Reviello's Wrong Bride Extra 03 — What it means to be a home
Giovanni is holding the handle of his weapon firmly, walking through the house with sneaky steps, looking around cautiously. Silence hangs over the room, and only the sound of his breathing can be heard. His hand is sweating, but he continues to move forward, with his eyes on the hallway ahead of him. He holds his breath and moves forward, throwing his body beyond the wall, aiming at the air — but there's no one there. However, he hears a noise behind him, and when he turns around, it's too late… He's being shot… By water. A thin giggle makes his face relax as he raises his hands in surrender, feeling a jet being shot again into his belly, “Oh, no… you hit Papà!” Giovanni lays his hand on his stomach, pretending to be hit by a delirious ache, as he sinks to his knees. The giggling increases, and the little girl throws herself into her father's arms, who catches her with extreme ease. “Are you okay, Papà?” She asks with a little smile. “Yeah! That wouldn't be enough to bring me
Reviello's Wrong Bride Extra 02 — Honeymoon
WARNING — ADULT CONTENT ㅤ ㅤ Eleonor stands on the balcony, looking out over the horizon, where the sky and the sea meet, making almost an infinite blue. The beauty of Cancun never fails to impress her, but right now, it seems more beautiful than ever. She feels firm arms surround her by the waist, from behind, leaning her back against a wall of muscle. The warmth of Giovanni's body spreads to her chest, so cozy that it makes her close her eyes. And the kiss he gives on the top of her blond hair makes her feel at home, even though they're geographically far from their house. Really, home is whatever Giovanni is. “What are you thinking?” He asks, murmuring between the blond strands, making her snuggle into his arms. “Just that we've been through a lot…” She says, still with her eyes closed. “Now that it's all at peace… it feels like a dream. And sometimes I'm afraid that it really is that, just a dream… and that any moment I'll wake up in a cold, lonely place, without you, without
Reviello's Wrong Bride Extra 01 — Marrying you.
When Eleonor saw the Cathedral Santa Maria del Fiore for the first time, she never imagined that four years later she would be getting married there.And in the bride's dressing room, she's looking in the mirror, admiring the dress that, this time, was her own choice. A gown that's tight to the body, with floral lace and delicate diamonds along the cloth, which trails along the floor in a long tail. Her hair is loose, with waves falling over her shoulders, with the sides pinned up with diamond-studded clips. The veil that comes off the back of her hair is also long and covers her bare arms and back. A comfortable dress that makes her feel like the most beautiful and beloved woman in the world.Knocks on the door catch her attention, and a painful sense of déjà vu comes over her, but then, when she sees Lisette entering with a bright smile, this feeling just disappears. The bride's eyes water, causing Lisette's beautiful brown eyes to get wet as well.“We can't cry yet… the makeup…” L
Reviello's Wrong Bride Epilogue — Happily ever after.
“What are you up to?” Eleonor asks with a chuckle, walking with difficulty, unsure of which direction her feet are going. This is because Giovanni has blindfolded her eyes with a black cloth, which leaves her without total vision. “I told you, it's a surprise…” Giovanni says softly, close to her ear, as he guides her along the path with his hand on her waist. This mere gesture causes a shiver to run up her spine. “Is it something naughty?” She asks with a mischievous smile, and his low laugh sends more shivers up her skin. “What do you think of me?” His hands grow firmer on her waist, and suddenly, they stop. Eleonor holds her breath because having one of her senses removed makes all the sensations even more intense. Giovanni's breathing so close to her neck makes a heat appear between her legs. Perhaps because being blindfolded also reminds her of when Giovanni came after her in America. Delicately, his hand undoes the noose and the blindfold falls to the ground. The image unfold
Reviello's Wrong Bride My home
Eleonor is screaming at the top of her lungs, gripping the sheet tightly, throwing her head back. Sweat drips down her temples and wets her hair, which has returned to its natural color. Her golden strands are spread across the pillow, clinging to her face and body. The contractions started a few minutes ago and are getting stronger. She feels her belly twist, a pain that makes howls escape from deep in her throat, as if they were coming straight out of her soul. “That's it… keep pushing…” The nurse says, wiping Eleonor's sweaty forehead, who nods and pushes even harder. Her eyes' water… The pain is intense! She feels as if she's going to be turned inside out. But still, Eleonor keeps pushing… until she runs out of strength. Her spread legs tremble. No, her whole-body trembles. “You need to keep pushing, dear…” Eleonor cries, allowing sobs to escape through her lips. All she wants the most is to see Giovanni… She wants him there. “I can’t...” “Yes dear... You can do it; you ne
Reviello's Wrong Bride Time of peace
“Congratulations on the discharge, boss!” Marco says with a smile, but faced with Giovanni's serious expression, he shuts up, wilting his smile.“He's grumpy, don't mind that...” Lisette whispers to Marco, and they suppress their smile as they notice Giovanni's sharp eyes on them.“Would you two behave yourselves? We're about to start the meeting with the Marchetti.” Giovanni scolds seriously, with his arms crossed. Under his shirt, his wound is still bandaged.“Why? We're one big family now, aren't we?” Lisette gives a mischievous smile, which makes Giovanni's expression twitch in guilt.“You're going to make me miserable for the rest of my life, don't you?” Giovanni sighs remorsefully. “Honestly, I feel sorry for Thomas.... It won't be easy to share the same roof with a little devil.... Ouch!” He complains as he feels a punch from Lisette directly on his bruise, which makes him squirm. “Are you crazy? You want to open my fucking stitches?”“If you kept your mouth shut, that wouldn't
Reviello's Wrong Bride The prayers of a sinner
Fog.Giovanni is trapped in a dense curtain of fog, unable to see beyond his own bloodied hands…And even though his legs continue to walk through the dark vastness, the fog never seems to end. As if walking in circles, somehow, he always ends up in the same place.… Giovanni…Eleonor's sweet voice calls him, and he continues to search for her, feeling despair growing in his chest because, no matter how hard he runs, no matter how hard he tries, he's unable to reach her.(…) Where are you? Why didn't you come to me that day? You let me freeze… I almost died…Giovanni shakes his head, losing the strength in his legs, making him fall to his knees over what he notices to be a pond of blood… no, not a pond… He's sinking… his body is sinking in a red ocean. He opens his mouth and fills his lungs before his head is submerged.(…) You're killing me, Giovanni… You've killed me three times…He stretches out his hands, trying to reach the surface, but his body just sinks deeper and deeper into
Reviello's Wrong Bride Ci vediamo all'inferno
Even at gunpoint, Gioacchino doesn't hesitate, as if he has nerves of steel. Maybe it's because this isn't the first time that such resentful eyes stared at him, ready to take his life. And of course, this won't be the last, either.“Let me ask you something…” Gioacchino puts a discreet smile on his lips, and his eyes twinkle fervently, “How did you manage to fool me? I, personally, chose the Wedding Celebrant…”“Three times what you offered, a new passport for his entire family and a new life on a paradisiacal island…. Who would deny it? Of course, not that he would be in a position to refuse with a gun pointed at his children.”Gioacchino laughs, suddenly proud. Indeed, he has raised Giovanni very well…“Since we're being honest… why don't you talk about how you killed my mother, Charlotte?” Giovanni asks between teeth, trying to hold the emotions that threaten to explode out of his body.“Oh, you know about that? I guess your little wife has a loose tongue.” Gioacchino shrugs. “Aft
