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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

Let Your Hair Down~

Angela sat at a table in the Busy Bean Cafe with Rick and Trigger, waiting for her best friend, Nina to arrive any minute now. The latter had been out of town with her mother and would be coming home today. The two decided to meet there so they could catch up in their favorite coffee shop.

"Let me know if you need anything else, Angela." Hannah smiled as she set down their drinks on the table.

Angela smiled back. "Thanks, Han. I feel so honored being served by the owner of this amazing place."

She waved a hand in the air. "Oh, it's my pleasure. You're our favorite customer. Enjoy your orders!" Hannah turned around and headed back to the counter when the door opened and in came a handsome man, holding a black baby carrier basket. "Joon! This is a surprise. Ohhh… My baby!" she cooed as she picked up the little one, who was probably a little less than a year old, from the basket and held them close to her. Joon was her husband and Samantha's brother.