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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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The next day, Angela went to her new house. She had wanted to go over there as soon as she came back to Mayne but her brother told her they were doing some pest management for a few days on some areas that they were still working on so he advised her not to go yet. On Saturday morning, he gave her a clear and so for the first time since she bought the new house and lot, she went there with Rick and Trigger.

Charlie had lent his driver and car so Gael's soldiers could actually "look after" her. The Maybach entered through the beautiful wrought iron gate and cruised through the driveway, stopping in front of a huge darkwood double door. 

"Holy mother of—" Rick's eyes widened as they stepped out of the vehicle. He'd been muttering to himself as they drove towards the house. His mouth hung open but nothing else came out.