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Reviello's Wrong Bride Shadows of the past
Giovanni is sitting at the same table as last time, away from the windows and other customers in the coffee shop. However, unlike that day, he's not too pale or with deep circles under his eyes.His hair is slicked back, and his beard is clean. His shirt isn't even creased. Giovanni's appearance is impeccable, as it should be. There's even a serenity in his face because everything seems to be going so well lately. He feels closer to Eleonor… and when this all over, he'll finally walk her down the aisle — and this time, he'll say his own vows. Honestly, the anxiety of wanting to see her in a wedding dress is almost taking over him… Giovanni even considered killing them all at once. Problems would be solved more easily that way.“You look well this time.” Thomas says, standing next to the table. His eyes are wrapped on the smiling figure. Yes, Giovanni Reviello is grinning like an idiot. And Thomas can't help but be impressed by how even a Reviello can look like a fool in love. “I take
Last Updated : 2023-05-03Reviello's Wrong Bride Scratching the surface
Eleonor is looking at the wedding dresses displayed in the window of the most luxurious boutique in the city, perhaps the best in the state. There are several types. Fluffy and dropped or simply off-shoulder sleeves; rounded, straight or heart-shaped necklines. Puffed skirts with fabrics that drag on the floor. Champagne color, snow-white. There's an infinity of dresses… one more beautiful and stunning than the other. But of course, she's not there to choose what Emily will wear on the most waiting day of the year… After all, Emily will be wearing Mrs. Henderson’s — which she will adjust right now.The dress had to be fitted to Emily's body, which is quite skinny for it. Emily doesn't have a curvy body like Eleonor's. Emily's breasts are small, and her thighs are thin. Her supermodel bearing has always caused Eleonor a certain envy… especially when her sister made a point of pointing out her body 'defects'.Emily said that Eleonor would gain more weight and not fit into her clothes wh
Last Updated : 2023-05-04Reviello's Wrong Bride Give me your best, honey
Eleonor is lying on the beach chair, feeling the sun warm her skin. She's been so busy these past few days, trapped between four and many other walls, that she's getting paler and paler. Suddenly, she even misses Cancun, the delicious sea breeze, and the tan on her skin. It's hard not to feel nostalgic when she thinks about everything she's been through. Yes, it was a difficult period in her life… it was painful, and it forced her to open her eyes, let go of the comfortable excuses and face reality, but at the same time… She grew up, matured, and became someone she finally loved and is proud to be. Even though she has said that she doesn't like the person she's becoming because of Giovanni, that's not the case anymore. The truth is that Eleonor was afraid of change and forgetting about herself, not knowing that she never knew who she was from the beginning — much less who she was supposed to be. Now, Eleonor knows what she needs to be… a mother. Of course, the idea still scares he
Last Updated : 2023-05-05Reviello's Wrong Bride Too much for a coincidence
Giovanni is looking intently at the list of names that Thomas got faster than he expected, with a lit cigarette between his fingers. To his surprise, the list is longer than he would like. There are some names that even used to be partners with Reviello.The situation is more complicated than he could have anticipated…He sighs and relaxes back in the chair, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Giovanni's fingers pinch the bridge of his nose and massage it, trying to ease the sharp pain that suddenly hit him. And along with it, a strange feeling crept over his chest… as if an ill omen were lurking in the shadows of the office.Giovanni sighs loudly and takes a deep drag on his cigarette.Two knocks on the door get his attention and interrupt his frantic thoughts, but Giovanni doesn't bother to look at the door; he just opens his eyes and keeps them glued to the ceiling. As he mutters some loud confirmation — the door finally opens.Asher walks into the room, and the crack of th
Last Updated : 2023-05-06Reviello's Wrong Bride Smarter than that
Smoke escapes Giovanni's parted lips… He cannot believe what he just heard.“Could you repeat?” Giovanni asks, blinking frantically to stop the sting in the hazel eyes, which are already tired from so much work. How many hours has been staring at these papers, racking his brains out, looking for an explanation that isn't good enough? The clock shows nine, but Giovanni can't force his mind to count… There's so much alcohol and nicotine in his system that maybe it's time to call it a day.“Emily Evans is requesting a meeting with you.” Marco repeats the same words, hoping not to show his displeasure. Though he doesn't know everything they've done to Eleonor, what he does know is enough to make him hate the Evans… and consequently Emily. The first impression wasn't good either, and he doesn't make a point of correcting that. “Domenico is serving her tea in the main room.”“Are you sure? Is she not here to see her sister?”“No, she specifically asked for her brother-in-law.” Marco practic
Last Updated : 2023-05-07Reviello's Wrong Bride It was never about you
“Even if you say all that… I still feel guilty and feel that I wronged you…” In a meek voice, Emily bats her eyelashes a few times. Leaning her body, she brings her hand subtly to him, brushing her fingertips against his pants. “Are you sorry for sending your sister to marry in your place?” Giovanni asks in a firm voice, looking down at her. “It wasn't me who sent my sister to marry in my place… she did it because she got you wrong too… and she didn't want me to be unhappy.” Emily's green eyes water, but all those fake tears can do is repulse Giovanni. “I was willing to marry you, but she… Eleonor insisted on marrying you instead.” “It's that so? Huh…” Giovanni mutters in the back of his throat. “It was never my intention to push my fate on my dear sister, but…she worries too much. I couldn't say anything when she looked so willing to sacrifice herself for me…” Emily continues to talk, trying so hard to sound fragile and force Giovanni to feel sorry for her… He can't help but find
Last Updated : 2023-05-08Reviello's Wrong Bride Who you truly are
Emily looks at the build’s facade that seems, at first, quite ordinary. She even looks at her phone screen, checking if she's at the right address. She's sure her informant wouldn't miss it that way… But is Theodor Marchetti really in this filthy place?In the light of the moon and of the city of Denver, in an alley off a busy street, there's a back door with some neon signs beside it. Honestly, the place stinks — perhaps it's the rubbish piling up further back, or the smell of alcohol that seems to penetrate that closed-in air. The noise also seems more muffled, but the traffic and people laughing on the main street can still be heard from there.If it were any other time, Emily would never set foot there. She would never submit to that… yet, ever since she left that brief meeting with Giovanni Reviello, her mind has been on a complete blank. As much as she hates to admit it… his words penetrated deep into her head. And along with the uncertainties, there's also a bitterness in her t
Last Updated : 2023-05-09Reviello's Wrong Bride The same shame and disgust
Click — as if a circuit breaker has been turned off inside Emily's head, she straightens her back against the sofa and throws her head backwards, letting a long sigh escape her lips.How do I truly look? What's up with these people? How can they see through my mask?“Are you wondering how I can see through your mask?” Theodor gives a low chuckle at her surprise. “No need to stress out… the world we live in is very different. You don't have the same worries I have, or the same sins.”“You guys really look alike… you both think you can read other people's minds and create your truths based on assumptions… don't think you're too presumptuous?”Theodor raises an eyebrow, “Alike? Who?”“You and that Reviello.” Emily shrugs. “Maybe because you're both mobsters?”Then, Theodor's expression become rigid. Emily notices the silence, and she feels a chill when his eyes land on hers. She needs to take the control, otherwise… her plan will fail again. “Let me tell you something… I may not know t
Last Updated : 2023-05-09
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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
