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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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"Oh, cold!" Angela raised a finger when she saw that Gael was about to use a pot over the burner to warm the milk.

He looked at her, cocking a brow in question.

"I like my milk cold," she clarified from the other side of the kitchen island where she sat.

"Got it." He nodded, putting away the pot and then pouring the milk from the fridge into a glass. He slid it towards her, then opened himself a bottle of sparkling water, taking a swig while staying on the opposite side of the counter from her.

She took a sip of her cold milk and then nursed it with both of her hands. "I noticed you aren't smoking anymore… That's nice," she suddenly said.

"Have you been keeping an eye on me?" Gael smirked, setting the bottle on the counter behind him. He was leaning on the sink, crossing his arms and looking amused at her.