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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 · Urbano
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556 Chs

Mimosa Morning

Breakfast at The Empress Restaurant

The last time that Angela had seen her father was also at this restaurant last Tuesday, where her father invited the Burkes. She's still a little mad about it, but she brushed it off, hoping he wouldn't pull the same stunt today. And she was glad that when she and Oliver arrived, it was just the three of them—a typical meal with her family.

Halfway through their meal, her father changed his attention from Oliver to her. "I heard you went to a charity event last night with Stone. How was it?"

Angela was half surprised that her father already heard about it, though it wasn't a big deal. After all, she saw a lot of people there who had connections with her father. And with her arm hooked with Vincent's as they entered the place, there was bound to be one chatty being who'd go tattle to father dearest. Word sure traveled fast in Mayne City.