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 Home

An hour ago, Angela, Rick, and Trigger put away their dinner leftovers in the fridge and wiped down the counter. They would be heading home after the last of the workers had left and planned to come back early the next day when they expected delivery to arrive for some new indoor plants that would make the interior even homier. 

Her phone rang, confusing her when she saw the real estate agent on the screen. And when she spoke to him, the blood on her face drained. She gasped, earning concerned looks from Rick and Trigger. When the call ended, she faced the two men and blurted, "Gael is on his way here!"

"That's not right." Rick dug his phone from his pocket and swiped on the screen. "He didn't say anything about flying here tonight."

"I don't have anything from him either," Trigger confirmed, checking his phone.

"The hell? Neither do I, boys! Does that matter right now? The point is, he is on his way here!"

"Why?" Trigger wondered.