Ninety-Nine Times Too Many

When I was being harassed by the Romano family’s consigliere, my fiancé, Don Luca of the Villani family, was busy kissing and drinking with Gianna at a party.

To secure the partnership, I had no choice but to drink the glass the consigliere pressed against my lips.

My stomach churned violently, and I could barely breathe.

However, Luca never once looked at me.

Instead, he focused entirely on picking the lime slices out of Gianna’s drink, coaxing her gently into finishing it.