Dead At The Altar: The Don's Regret

On the day of my wedding to the mafia godfather, Bianca—the orphaned daughter of my fiancé's mentor—blocked my way and forced a glass of hard liquor on me.

"Drink this to honor the elders of the underworld, and big sister's wedding will go off without a hitch."

I was severely allergic to alcohol and refused with a smile. To my surprise, Bianca's eyes instantly brimmed with tears.

My fiancé Dante's smile vanished. He pressed the glass to my lips:

"Stop faking jealousy and telling lies over something this trivial. Drink it, then apologize to Bianca right now."