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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

Date Night in NY (1)

At exactly six in the evening, Gael walked into his apartment already dressed in a navy blue suit that he changed into before leaving SVR Corp, looking spruced and dapper. Small pawsteps dashed towards him at the foyer, and Honey jumped onto his legs, wagging her tail fast. A smile broke into his face as he picked her up and scratched her behind the ear.

Honey had been staying with Gael's sister since he came back to New York due to him being busy, and he thought it would help Gabriella cope with her current situation. So he was surprised to see Honey in his place, not to mention, the furbaby was wearing a cute pink tutu dress with rhinestones and pearls—she even had a tiny tiara clipped on her head, and she yapped excitedly as if to tell him: 'Look at me, Daddy! I'm a princess!'

"Hey, princess. I missed you. You look beautiful in your dress. Who got you this?" he cooed.