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Darcy Raven, a name that sent shivers through the underworld's spine. Her notoriety was so pervasive that even the lowliest thug to the mightiest mafia leaders had either crossed paths with her or trembled at the mere mention of her name. 

  
While Darcy's primary claim to fame was her ruthless demeanor towards her adversaries, her secondary reputation thrived on her boy toys. Each passing day brought forth a new face that exited her private lounge. 

  
But what shall happen with an unexpected turn when this invincible mafia queen finds herself entrapped by an unanticipated emotion – love? The object of her affection? The docile-looking owner of a trendy café conveniently situated just beyond her base. Initially anticipating a fleeting encounter akin to countless others, Darcy soon discovers herself wrapped around by the café owner's fingers, surprising not only her expectations but those around her as well. 

 
"Do you wanna eat something?" 

"Yes, you."

Mafia Queen's Baby Boy

Groaning softly in her morning raspy voice, Darcy stretched her arms out of the soothing, cozy blanket. As she shifted, she felt soft bristles of hair right beside her. It was a new feeling to her—waking up in the morning next to someone.

She reached her arm forward and lifted the blanket from Cayden's face, who apparently, loved to cover himself from top to bottom with it while sleeping. As Cayden's soft features appeared behind the blanket, Darcy's heart melted as sugar in hot tea.

Slipping herself near him, when the warmth of his body collided with hers, she realized that both of them were still completely bare from the night before. She smiled sheepishly as the memories of the long night filled her head and she found herself taking a sigh of relief.

Good Morning