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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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Mafia (2) — The Angel

Gael was surprised at Angela's sudden gesture. She was inconsistent with her reactions—saying that she wasn't at all nervous, but then her hand was getting sweaty, grabbing his hand like she was asking for courage. She was taking this game all too seriously like she was afraid she would actually get killed.

'Don't worry, Sweetheart, you're not the one they're pointing,' he said in his thoughts. This woman had been acting so brave but quickly got nervous.

He could choose a different player to kill, but he didn't really care much that he would just follow what the others had chosen. And so when the other three mafias pointed at a male player, he would have pointed at him too—until this little woman next to him decided to get all anxious at the game.

Of course, he could use his left hand. But the movement would look so awkward because the right was his dominant hand—not that it mattered.