The Mafia Boss and the Christian Girl by Nicole Lam EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Nicole Lam
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- Genre: Contemporary Christian Romance
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Red lips, curled lashes, and just a touch of mascara. Dark brown hair and
matching eyes from both my mom’s Chinese heritage and my dad’s European
ancestry. Pale skin from my mother’s constant warnings to wear sunscreen
that I can never really shake off. I stare at my reflection in the mirror, and for
the first time in weeks, all I feel is anticipation.
Not anxiety, not fear, not a gut-wrenching frisson of panic—just pure,
unadulterated excitement. I’m looking forward to my first date as a newly
single girl tonight. And I refuse to let anyone—not even Lucas, my cheating
ex-boyfriend who apparently can’t take a hint because he won’t stop calling
—take that away from me. As if on cue, my phone buzzes once and then goes
to silent, since I blocked his number.
I flip over the phone to check for any other notifications, and a text greets
me from my Tinder date. I’ve booked a table at Cavalli’s for two. 8 o’clock.
I’ll pick you up in half an hour. Yes, that dating app. A few months ago, I
was desperate, and my friends signed me up. I didn’t think I would get much
use out of it unless I wanted to garner a collection of unsavoury pictures from
strange men, but it turns out that there is life after a devastating breakup. It
comes in the form of finding possibly the only decent guy on a whole
plethora of weirdos, jerks, and perverts in the proverbial sea of men called a
dating app: Antonio Cavalli.
From the internet-stalking that I have done on him, I found out that he
quite literally checks my (very few, to admit) boxes for a romantic partner,
which are: a guy who is financially secure, spiritually mature, and taller than
me when I wear heels. And I wear some pretty high heels.
After all, it isn’t like I have the best luck with men. Lucas, who I was
dating since senior year of freaking high school, brutally cut things off with
me by inviting me over to his house and forgetting to mention that he had
company. A very female, very naked kind of company, in his bed. Even
though he claimed to be Christian like me, and saving himself for marriage—
that was what really broke my trust. That was not my idea of a fun Friday
“But this will be,” I say to myself, touching the cross-shaped pendant at
my throat. “It has to be.”
Great, Christina. Now, you’re talking to yourself.
Oh, well. If I can’t talk to myself, there is one person who I can always
talk to: God. And so I say a quick prayer before I gather my stuff to head out.
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