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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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The sun was about to set in Esmea at five-thirty in the afternoon. 

Inside a small meeting room, Angela's discussion with Becca and the manager was a breeze. They talked about specifics on the characters in her story. And it was such a thrill talking about them as if they were coming to life. Angela could already imagine them in the app, just like how she played a story in the past, and it got her excited. She couldn't wait for its release. 

Nina was supposed to accompany her that day, but her best friend had some matters to attend to. Just as the meeting came to an end, Angela's phone rang. The three of them were still inside the meeting room, and the other two started to pack their things. She stared at her phone screen, wondering who was calling her. She usually wouldn't answer unlisted phone numbers, but she didn't cancel it when she saw the area code and realized that it wasn't from Esmea. It couldn't be Evan's.

After hesitating, she picked it up.