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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

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In the evening, Angela and Gael ate pizza in front of the TV, the two of them too lazy to work in the kitchen after the eventful day they had. They watched a series about Jack Whitehall—a British comedian—and his father traveling around the world on Netflix. The contrast of humor between the Brits and the Americans was interesting to the couple, making their night enjoyable.

Gael had on a pair of black joggers and a white t-shirt while Angela still wore Gael's loungewear from earlier. He sat at the right end of the couch with his legs extended on the floor and his ankles crossed. Angela was in a slanting position, leaning her back against his side, and her legs sprawled on the couch while Gael's arm wrapped around her waist.