All Chapters of Reviello's Wrong Bride: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Eleonor attracts everyone's attention as she walks on stage. The blue light shines through her, making her body glow. She begins to move slowly, with an engaging rhythm. The sensual music makes Eleonor remove her mask and throw it across the stage. Another neon light passes through her, illuminating her face and golden hair, which she throws back behind her shoulders, showing off her collarbones.She stretches her hips slowly on her back. Her hands are sliding down her curves, pulling at the silk and showing off her ankles. The feeling of so many eyes on her body is bringing both a shyness and an empowerment because she's feeling Giovanni's gaze becoming more and more rigid. She can see from his expression that he's serious, but he's still watching the show, as if there's no one else in the club.Her hands go to the straps of her dress, and it goes down her left shoulder. Eleonor listens to the public reaction and smiles at Giovanni, still moving her body in an extremely sensual manne

Eleonor is lying in bed, staring at the ceiling with so much intent that she wouldn't be surprised if it made holes in it. Since the last meeting, Giovanni has not brought her dinner or breakfast for the next day. Apparently, this is a new way to punish her. Not that she really cares, since her stomach refuses to ingest anything.When Eleonor hears the door being unlocked and finally opened, she decides it's time to put her plan into action.Giovanni is leaning on the table, arms crossed. This is the first time she has seen him in a casual shirt, which looks surprisingly tight on his muscles. His disheveled hair and unshaven beard bring a dangerously sexy aura, especially the way his eyes shine penetratingly, how he locks his angled jaw when he's angry.There's no denying that he's incredibly handsome. And that makes her even more angry.“When will you let me out of here?” Eleonor asks, sitting up in bed.“Not anytime soon.” He tilts his head and gives a sarcastic smile. “What? My com

Giovanni is smoking a cigarette in silence. Eleonor is lying on his chest, with her legs wrapped around him. An intimate moment so rare that it wouldn't happen if they weren't both simply too tired. The sun has long since set, and the soft spring breeze coming in through the open balcony doors is refreshing to the bodies that are still slightly sweaty. “You know… I haven’t been in this house for two years.” He finally breaks the silence, letting out the smoke through his nose. “I don't like being here.” Two years? … I wonder if Giovanni was in Denver at the time of the wedding. The thought makes her uncomfortable, but she tries to push it away. “You were right… this used to be Charlotte's home.” He feels old memories flood his mind as he stares at the ceiling, thoughtfully. “Being here is like torture.” Eleonor closes her eyes, trying not to be shaken by those words. “Why are you here then?” “Because you are.” He brings the cigarette to his lips again to take a drag. His other han

The bird song awakens her from a deep sleep that no dream or memory has dared to disturb. Emerald eyes blink to adjust to the rooms' clarity. She rolls onto her side, feeling an intense pain in every corner of her body, that’s wearing a comfortable sweater that doesn't belong to her. She doesn't remember dressing in it last night. Actually, she doesn't remember much at all… it's as if a truck has run over her.Suddenly, she notices that the balcony door is open. Despite difficulty, she gets out of bed and walks as if drawn to there. And Giovanni is found there, shirtless, wearing just the pants of the same sweater she's wearing, with his hair disheveled and eyes so red that there's even dark circles under them. He's smoking what seems to be the eighth cigarette, lost in thought.And when he notices her approach, his eyes search her cautiously, inspecting the expression on her face carefully. “How are you feeling?”She opens her mouth to

Eleonor was finally released from her punishment. Getting out of the bedroom and breathing in the fresh air really is priceless. That's why she decided to enjoy her first moments of freedom by the pool and feel the heat of the sun on her sweaty skin. Things that seemed so simple took on new meaning before her green eyes… a deeper and more invigorating meaning.“I'm so sorry things ended up this way…” Lisette sighs, hugging her friend tight. “If I'd known that Giovanni would lock you up, I wouldn't have suggested something like that. I didn't expect him to do this...”“Don't worry, I don't blame you.” Eleonor smiles sweetly. “I'm the one who wanted to go along with the idea and decided to get under his skin in the first place…”“So, what will we do now?” Lisette breaks the hug, looking at the blue sky without a single cloud. “The engagement party will be in seven days.”“I don't know.” Eleonor sighs deeply, staring at the diamond ring that's once again adorning her finger — which she h