More matches passed. Eleonor continued acting carelessly, laughing like a fool when she ended up losing with ridiculous hands. The second game was won by Bash, with Two Pair. The pot wasn't amazing in the same way, only raising two hundred thousand dollars, but it didn't cause James a big loss, as he folded early on.The third match again went to James. Eleonor made a point of raising the bet to the maximum, even disputing with the Unknown Guy to see who raised the most. This benefited James, as he had again a Three of a Kind, that beat Unknown's Two Pair and Eleonor's and Bash's One Pair.The fourth game went to the Unknown Guy, who didn't win much from the pot, as the bad hand went to all players. The curious thing is that he didn't seem happy or frustrated with the outcome of the matches, but he always increased when Eleonor did… almost as if her movements were exposed, as clear as day.The fifth game went to Bobby, who, as predicted, didn't stand out in the room. Thereafter, he an
The last card is yet to come, and Eleonor bet all the chips. Is a Three of a Kind really enough? She feels an intense nausea, a chill that's shaking her whole body. And she even seals her lips tight, fearing that some sigh might give her away.The last card…The Dealer places the last card on the table. 3 of SPADES.A FULL HOUSE!Eleonor is about to faint!Bash shows his cards with an expression of disgust. 9 of HEARTS and J of HEARTS — just One Pair of nines.As expected, he was just bluffing… no, one can't even call that a bluff. He was willing to sacrifice four million dollars for his pride, Eleonor thinks, feeling her blood run cold.Then, she shows her cards… and reveals to everyone the FULL HOUSE. Three 10, and a pair of 3. With that, Eleonor entirely ignores Bash's and Marco's surprised expressions, focusing only on James' expression, which is completely defeated.The man's trembling hands reveal the cards. A pair of 10 and a pair of 5… Two pars.Eleonor doesn't mind looking a
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
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
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
“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
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
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