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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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~Angela~

My father waits for me halfway down the aisle. That's the only time my gaze on Gael breaks. My father smiles at me, kisses my cheek, and then takes my hand and folds it around his arm. We slowly walk the rest of the way down the aisle. I feel my father's hand on top of mine—warm and huge. It makes me teary-eyed to know that he has approved of my relationship with Gael and has given us his blessing. And right now, he's literally going to hand me over to him.

A couple of weeks ago, Alessandro and Aurora flew down to Mayne and spent the weekend with my family. It was unusual to see my father with them, but surprisingly, they were all cordial to each other. Dorothy came for a Sunday dinner at my father's house and we all had a good time. Now, I can really look forward to those kinds of nights where my family and Gael's come together.