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Reviello's Wrong Bride Right decision
Surprise is clear on everyone's faces, but Eleonor doesn't really care, after all… this is something necessary. Even though her stomach is in knots, and she's probably going to throw up the little she’s eaten that day, she needs to keep herself steady, with an unemotional expression and empty eyes. That will solve that problem, won't it? She's the one who must fix it. That way, Giovanni won't be able to say that he took actions that hurt and destroyed her just to protect her. Even when the guard presses the man's hand with extreme ease at the table where they were playing poker a few moments ago, Eleonor doesn't blink. Even though the man is screaming and begging, asking for forgiveness and saying he would give up the money… she doesn't hesitate. “Broke the right thumb.” She orders and, as if she were just ordering ordinary things, like closing the windows or changing the sheets and watering the flowers… the first finger is broken and displaced in an abnormal way. The man's painfu
Reviello's Wrong Bride Evil seed
The whole truth? Eleonor holds her breath, trying not to look affected by those words. She crosses her arms and asks him with an uninterested tone, “What's there for me to know, other than what I've already experienced in my own skin?”“I know you resent me, Eleonor.” James didn't have the heart to face her, so he kept his eyes attached to the floor, “Of course, I don't expect you to forgive me. I just want to say that none of this is your fault…”“Nothing is my fault, of course.” Her voice falters as her heart begins to pound desperately and anxiety settles in every part of her body. “Even if my only sin was being born, even that was beyond my power. I didn't ask to be born, Father. Nor did I ask to have a miserable life in this family…”James finally looks up at her, and his eyes are resentful… no, he's looking at her with pity. Doesn't it seem too late to regret your negligence?“The last thing I would want is for my daughters to have a forced marriage like I did. In the end, I was
Reviello's Wrong Bride Under my rule
Giovanni is watching the computer screen with a stern expression. In the silence and darkness of the room, he listened to the entire conversation with incredible bitterness. He could hear every word.And doesn't it all finally make sense?Eleonor said she didn't know who owned that property because she just doesn't remember being there.So, she was the one to blame for all Emily's suffering this whole time?Giovanni closes his eyes and removes the phone from his ear, unable to continue listening to Eleonor's sobs… He's trying to control the urge to go to that damn VIP room and hug her because he feels completely useless when the woman he loves is crying alone in that heartbreaking way. He also shuts down the computer… there's no reason to keep torturing himself like this.But somehow, something doesn't feel right.If Eleonor was responsible for the puppy incident and causing Emily such pain and suffering, why did she always seem so happy when talking about her sister? Why had she neve
Reviello's Wrong Bride Everything for you
“Look at me…” Giovanni orders.Despite the darkness of the room, moonlight penetrates the window and briefly illuminates the table where Eleonor sits, cornered by Giovanni's big, strong body.“You didn't think I'd forgive you so easily, did you? I won't give you what you want this time… I won't fall for that trick again.”She flutters her eyelashes innocently, which brings a smile to his lips.“Where do you intend to aim this time, love? On the other shoulder? Please tell me beforehand, so I can get undressed and not ruin another fine shirt.”“Should I have bought another one as a proper apology?” Eleonor begins to slowly unbutton his shirt. “Since that one is probably in the trash.”“In the trash? No, I would never throw away such a genuine display of affection from my wife.” He says with a smug smile on his lips. “But I would appreciate it if you took some new lessons.”Eleonor laughs softly but feels suddenly shy when she notices that he's looking at her affectionately, with a smil
Reviello's Wrong Bride It has always been you
The long night pass by. Giovanni is sitting on the balcony, smoking a cigarette in the silence of the night. His mind is distant, thoughtful. The truth is, he's so mad he's had to recur to nicotine… Otherwise, he'd probably have that bastard and that damn Erica Evans heads ripped over his feet. It never crossed his mind that Eleonor would be so mistreated by her family. He knew that Emily faced difficulties, but he never imagined that Eleonor suffered even worse things… perhaps his vision was corrupted because of the rumors of Eleonor's terrible personality. He places his hand over her face, letting the cigarette burn between his fingers. How could those rumors be true? Since the beginning, she's been doing her best, hasn't she? Come to think of it, hadn't he felt truly surprised when he first saw her? The way she was able to stand up for herself… The mix of ferocity and sweetness caught his attention almost immediately. This was not the image he had carried in his mind. And as time
Reviello's Wrong Bride Declaration of war
Giovanni looks up from the document when he notices that his visitor has arrived. When he was told that this man was in front of his house's gates, requesting a sudden meeting, he thought of two things. The first is that his place is really unveiled, as rats appear here all the time. And the second is that Eleonor must have made a very good impression last night.“Sebastian Guntbert… I never imagined that you would be in this house…” Giovanni points to the chair in front of him and lowers the documents onto the table. “Please sit down.”The man approaches and sits down; his body seems less plump than the last time Giovanni remembers.“I see you're doing well… you've lost weight. Are you trying a new diet?”“Geez, boy… are you trying to flatter or offend me?” Sebastian's voice takes on a playful tone. “Your wife is much more subtle, but easy to understand.”“From your expression, I can see you liked her.” Giovanni relaxes his back on the chair, studying the expression of the man in fro
Reviello's Wrong Bride I'm here now
Eleonor takes a deep breath as the car pulls up in front of the old traditional mansion. Despite being abandoned, it looks very well-preserved. No leaves are gathering under the trees or on the porch. The windows are made of dark tiles that convey an uncomfortable feeling of familiarity.When Marco opens the door, an old smell of wood and mold hits Eleonor's nostrils. This is a smell that doesn't match the memories that little by little begin to return, like a head spring. She's overflowing with memories, even if they're unpleasant and make her eyes water.“I'll stay here, Donna…you can call me if you need me.”“Thanks, Marco.” Eleonor gives a sweet smile and enters the house.The smell is even stronger in the hall, as the floor, stairs and wall details are made of wood. The furniture is draped in a carefully crafted white sheet, proving Giovanni's intention to preserve every memory she can find.When Eleonor runs her hand over the sofa covered by the sheet, she remembers when she was
Reviello's Wrong Bride February 10th
“Gio…” Eleonor calls him by his childhood nickname, then covers her mouth, realizing she made a mistake.“Yes, it's me, love…” His voice sounds from the other side of the wall, like when they were kids.“So…it was you this whole time…” She grasps the fabric of her shirt, trying to ease the wild pounding of her heart and the anxiety bubbling up inside her veins.“I'm the one who should say that…” Giovanni laughs and, even though it's low, reverberates through her chest. “This whole time I've been chasing the wrong person.”“What… what do you mean?” Eleonor stutters and looks at the wall, hoping that would make it possible to see his face… which is impossible, of course.“You told me to leave because you knew I was spying on you…” He chuckles again, even lower. “I was, but of course, I wouldn't admit it. So, I told you're the one bothering me with that laugh.”Eleonor remembers this. Yes… her chest and her mind remember.“And you tell me to leave if I was so upset with it. I never thoug
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