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Reviello's Wrong Bride Blood isn't everything
Somehow, Reviello really listened to Lisette. Even though Eleonor hates to confess it to herself, that fact hurt her, after all, her husband didn't care to even meet her, but he easily accepted what another woman said. There's no reason to be angry at Lisette for that, of course. Even though they're married, it's just a stupid contract. Eleonor wouldn't get upset with her best — only — friend because of a man who wasn't able to take his own vows. But Lisette was able to convince him, that's for sure. Eleonor and her friend left for Milan earlier that day on Reviello's private plane. They booked a hotel that is known as the best and most luxurious in Milan. Undeniably, they lived up to their reputation. They pretend to use those days away from home to relax and have fun as much as they could. Like Florence, Milan is also a breathtaking city. There's a part of the city that has classical architecture, but There's also a modern area with skyscrapers that is full of offices of very famou
Last Updated : 2023-02-12Reviello's Wrong Bride Happy Birthday, Elle
Eleonor is contemplating her own reflection. The black satin dress she has chosen fits perfectly into the curves of her body, enhancing its beauty. It opens into a large slit in the right leg, which reveals a considerable part of her thigh. It's braided and has a low neckline. On her neck is a delicately diamond necklace. Among the long, curly blond hair, diamond earrings also stood out. The light makeup accentuates the beauty of her green eyes that looked like emeralds. She's simply stunning. When Lisette appears in her room, her mouth drops open in surprise. “You look sensational, Gosh. If you weren't married, I would certainly take you!” She says playfully. Eleonor gives a soft laugh and looks at her friend, who also looks fascinating in a bolder dress. It's also black, but very shiny. It's thigh-high and slit at the sides. Her brown hair, pinned up high, even though it's falling to her shoulders, does not hide her bare back. She has a set of rubies on her neck and ears, highligh
Last Updated : 2023-02-13Reviello's Wrong Bride Just one night
It's important not to underestimate the power that several spritzes, and a charming man can do in the body. Eleonor thought everything was under control until she felt Giovanni's perfume so close, more intoxicate than alcohol itself. Everything was in control indeed, until she felt his firm hands occasionally touching her leg and hips... until felt the fabric of his shirt rubbing against her arm's skin, sending shivers along her whole body. Giovanni definitely knows how to win a woman's interest, and certainly, knows how to get her into bed, craving for his touch. She couldn't understand how this man had aroused her interest or was able to make she feels so horny. Absolutely, she was unable to understand the effect he had on her body. It's not like she's a thirsty woman. She had never felt this way before with Josh, the only man she had ever taken. Usually, she has zero interesting in sex. Her orgasms are so tasteless. Eleonor is intoxicated with alcohol, but much more with desire w
Last Updated : 2023-02-14Reviello's Wrong Bride Hot as hell
Giovanni's eyes are closed, but a sly smile reaches his lips when he hears the sound of the opening door. He senses her approaching. Eleonor bites her lips as she sees all the details of his perfectly sculpted body. It seems a sin that the water droplets run down his warm skin. She even feels a bit jealous of this damn water. Eleonor walks over to him, feeling wet on the soles of her feet. She moves closer and places her palm on his abs, feeling his eight packs. Her eyes don't dare to look further, even if she's sure that he's hard rock. She's too focused on his muscles to notice the naughty smile playing in his lips. “Go down, love. Let me feel your touch...” He commands in a soft voice. Her fingertips downs slowly the lines of his abs, as she’s faking a shyness. Her cozy eyes sparkle with amusement on seeing him almost beg. Finally, her hands reach the right spot, and she grabs his hard-on with her wet and warm hands. If she's surprised or scared of his size, she doesn't show. H
Last Updated : 2023-02-15Reviello's Wrong Bride You may be my sentence
Giovanni is running his hands down her back, caressing her skin and enjoying the shivering that he causes. Despite having climaxed at least three times (he wasn't counting) he already felt ready for one more. However, Eleonor felt her whole-body aching from the greed and the deliciously rough touch of her partner. As soon as she reached the apex, Giovanni accompanied her. It's not extreme to say that they have paid two years in three hours. Outside, the sun is still far from rising. Eleonor remains with her eyes closed, enjoying the caress that threatened to ignite flames between her legs again. She hears his low laugh against her skin and the slightly husky voice that accompanies it, “You make me lose my mind, love.” She returns the laugh and turns around, finding the man who could only be fit up in the word SIN. With his hair completely disheveled, he manages to become even more irresistible. “Then I am a danger to you.” She says in a whisper. Giovanni takes his left hand, the sam
Last Updated : 2023-02-16Reviello's Wrong Bride Corvi Neri
Asher takes a deep breath and puts the phone back in his pocket. He just wanted to go back to the room and sleep, but here he is... looking at a beaten man, tied to a chair in a warehouse. The man's eyes show fear. The white gag made from his (formerly) designer shirt is completely bloody. “So... what's your name again?” Asher asks. The man mumbles indecipherable words. Asher nods for one of his men to remove the gag. As soon as he does, the man begins to cry and say confused phrases. “I didn't... I didn't know...” “What is your name?” Asher insists, firmly. “Mario...” “Well... this is how things gonna be, Mario. You heard what Mr. Reviello said on the phone, right?” The man closes his eyes. Salty tears mix with the blood. “Please, you have to believe me... I didn't know that chick is his wife...” “All right, I believe you. I really do, Mario... But let's be honest... you saw that diamond on her finger, right?” The man is silent. Asher tilt his head, thinking. “It's not any man
Last Updated : 2023-02-17Reviello's Wrong Bride It's a promise
Eleonor could already feel the blood leaving her face. She was pale when somehow managed to get into the taxi and return to the luxurious hotel where they were staying. Although the sun was not yet approaching the horizon, she knew that it would only be a few moments before it would appear. She repeatedly pressed the elevator button in her impatience for the safety of her sheets. But halfway there, she stopped in front of Lisette's room next to her own. The apartment number, 212, glowed on the gold plaque.She doesn't hesitate to knock loudly on the door. Five more knocks, and Lisette opens the door instantly. Her messy brown hair and sleepy expression suggested that she had been asleep for hours, but surprise completely overtook her. “What happened?”Eleonor enters her friend's room with great abruptness. Her fingers are buried in her hair. She slides her hand to her face. She gets her thumbnail caught in between her teeth. And bites down. Then takes a deep breath. “Get your things r
Last Updated : 2023-02-18Reviello's Wrong Bride The most delicious nectar
Eleonor sighed with relief when the car finally stopped in front of the mansion. She wanted her bed, her silk sheets with her smell, and especially something to fill that empty hole in her stomach so badly that she didn't notice how quiet the house was. “Lizzy, do you mind if I go in? I think I need a sandwich before I go to bed. I'm starving.”“No, Donna. You can go... I'll meet you there.” Lisette says with a gracious smile. Because the security guards' eyes were steadier than usual, the formal treatment came only. Eleonor notices that not only the guards eyes are more intense, but also the security in general. The man standing outside, near the pilaster, casting discreet glances at her, is unknown. He doesn't belong to the residence's security.As Eleonor enters the mansion, she tries to rid herself of the thought. She sets her feet on the porcelain tile, and it feels as if the place is colder than outside. “Domenico?” She calls out for the butler, but he doesn't respond. Her green
Last Updated : 2023-02-19
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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
