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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 Which She Couldn't Help Her Nerves

The phone call ended where Angela hadn't had the chance to answer. Soon after that, her phone beeped with a message containing a restaurant and a time she would meet her mother tomorrow.

"Did she say why she wanted to meet with you?" Gael asked after Angela explained the call to him.

"No. She just said she wanted to see me."

"Pretty coincidental that she wants to meet at the same time I'd have to meet the person tomorrow. Same time, different venues."

Angela met his curious gaze. "You think it's related?" She knew her mother wasn't staying in New York.

"I don't know what to think."

"Will it be a problem if it's anyone related to my mother or grandfather whom you will be meeting tomorrow?"

He leaned sideways against the wall next to the dining table. "Could be. Other than the fact that the Russians think I'm me… It shouldn't be a problem. It'll just be like any other business transaction. Except with people who don't like me too much."