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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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I Don't Need a Man

Angela accompanied Oliver for breakfast, and instead of drinking her usual morning coffee, she opted for a glass of aloe vera juice that her brother got for her. She could have made coffee with her Moka pot using lightly roasted beans and almond milk instead of the full cream, which would have been okay for her stomach, but Gael's note rang in her head, telling her to avoid coffee for now. And the sucker that she was—despite her current situation with him, she still followed his words.

Oliver was about to leave her apartment at half past eight in the morning when he stopped by the thermostat and questioned, "What's this?"

"Hm?" Angela raised her head and saw him reach for a pink note next to the digital device on the wall. Her eyes grew wide, realizing it's one of Gael's notes.

[ The weather outside is much colder now. Don't forget to adjust your temperature. ]

He knitted his brows in confusion. "Why do you have a reminder to—"