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Gael's Naughty Angel: A Mafia Prince Romance

[BOOK1] What are the odds that Gael would find himself as the Hero of a dark romance novel? After stumbling upon the book that he probably wouldn't have found if not because of his sister, Gael read the entire thing in one night. He found the book worthy of his mockery. It was absolutely ludicrous! He must find whoever wrote this absolute nonsense about him so he could show that person what he does to people who were deserving of his wrath. But what would he do when he finds out that the author of the book wants to keep her identity a secret? Will he expose her? Or will he use the secret to his advantage? ... "How dare she use me this way?" A menacing stare paints his face as he looks at the woman from a distance. "She likes writing romance novels so much?" he scoffed. "Then I'll give her the best damn story she would ever want to write." ~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~ Other Works: •Serendipity - A Chance Encounter (Complete-Ongoing revision) •Femme Fatale: The King's Deadly Temptress •Gabriella's Hellfire: An Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance (Book 2 of The De Luca Mafia Series) •Giovanni's Black Heart: An Enemies to Lovers Mafia Romance (Book 3 of The De Luca Mafia Series) ~~~~~~~~~~~ Join me and follow all my socials: linktr.ee/nixxxie *Licensed cover image ~~~~~~~~~~~ Proofreader/Editors: Filledelisle Swaning

NixxxiE · Urban
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556 Chs

Cabin (1)

Angela lifted her chin and refused to show William and his men how nervous she actually was. She didn't want them to see her as weak, so they wouldn't take advantage of her. Although she didn't think William would actually harm her, she didn't want to risk it. After all, she didn't really know him that much. For all she knew, he could be a handsome serial killer.

As soon as they entered the middle row of the SUV, William told the driver to adjust the AC so that it wasn't cold, nor was it warm. And for that, Angela thought he was being considerate. And when they got settled, and the car began to move, he tossed his trench coat on her lap wordlessly.

She studied him for a second, but he merely kept his eyes on his phone, seemingly busy with whatever he was doing, his brows knitted together in concentration as he furiously typed away.

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