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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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A few minutes earlier…

White-hot pain permeated at the side of Angela's head just as she reached the handle of the bathroom door to go back to the party. She staggered, clutching her head, then her vision went black, and she dropped to the floor.

When Angela slowly came to, the dizziness made her want to vomit. The first thing she noticed was the darkness of her surroundings and someone trying to reach under her dress.

Her eyes widened as she looked down. A strap of her dress was torn, exposing the top of her right breast and bra, and her wrists were tied together with a heavy-duty zip tie. A dark-haired man she had never seen before settled between her legs with his meaty hands caressing her thighs as he leered and said, "Good. You're awake. I don't like to fuck a corpse."