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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 · Urban
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556 Chs

In Which She Insists

Gael sneaked back into Angela's bedroom quietly and carefully slipped under the covers, grimacing as he moved because his back was killing him. He didn't want to wake her up, knowing she needed as much rest as she could so she could heal fast. The purple bruises that were still on her back made his blood boil.

She stirred and woke up anyway. "Why aren't you sleeping? Where were you?"

"Baby, it's barely 9 p.m."

"It's only nine? Why am I so…" She sighed, clutching her head. "You didn't take your pills, did you?"

He didn't answer.

"Why?" Angela arched a brow and propped up on her elbow. "You must still be in pain."

"I'm fine."

She gave him a pointed look as if she knew he was lying. "You're pale and…sweating. You're not fine."

Right. He wasn't a hundred percent fine. His back hurt like a bitch, but he wouldn't admit that.