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 Future

Angela blinked, unsure if she heard Gael right. "What did you say?"

His hands were rough but firm and warm when they framed her face. He wanted to look into her eyes, seeing the curiosity and anticipation in them. The house was absolutely everything he wanted—especially that Angela put all of this together. He was slightly shocked about the turn of events that he was still waiting for everything to sink in so he couldn't fully express how he felt about this home. 

But Gael was sure about one thing, and he had been certain weeks before going back to Mayne. "This house. We can live here permanently."

The corners of her lips hesitated to lift as her gaze bounced between his eyes. "But you're barely here. I mean, I suppose we can fly every weekend…" She thought, then her brows drew together. "Do you mean you'll stay here full time?" Angela asked, even though she already had a feeling what he meant, she just couldn't believe it and didn't want to be disappointed.