AngelLily

Poppy Brooks, who’d ditched the mafia she was tied to in pursuit of a normal life as a caregiver, is suddenly hired by a wealthy man, who needed a caregiver for a strange severe case of migraines.  

She accepts the job, unaware of what she is getting into. What this man is, she had no idea. The weird connection she has with him, or his unlike-human behavior at times, none of them makes sense to her. 

He is the devil, some would say.  
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Xavian Winslow, an alpha who ditched his pack to stay on the other side among humans, is suffering from a cursed migraine, one that affects his daily life. What he needed as a caregiver was a human who didn’t have anything to do with him, not in any way. 

For a man who’d had a first mate who died on him, a second mate was very much impossible. 
But would that still be the case when he meets Poppy Brooks, his caregiver?  

What will he do when he is left with a choice: reject her to protect her or risk losing her completely to the hands of his kind, who forbade mating with humans? 

Will he keep her regardless, or let go? And what happens when he discovers that Poppy, who he’d thought was nothing but a caregiver, is one way or another related to the mafia? A group of humans who he despised with every fiber in him? 

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[The cover isn’t mine, credits to the owner]

The Alpha’s Caregiver is a Mafia

A young man, blue-eyed, walked through the door into a room where another sat, his legs crossed and his head thrown back.

"Sir," he spoke, lightly bowing his head, chestnut hair falling messily over his face.

The man in the chair twirled his seat, his muscles under the white suit he wore straining, as he signed with his fingers, "Hello, Lucas. What is it?"

His pale gray eyes, almost white, rose to meet Lucas's.

"Your brother…I mean, Sir Xavian, he got…" Lucas paused, swallowing.

The man stared at him and slowly stood up from his seat. He took a step toward him and put a hand on his shoulder, his entire demeanor physically intimidating. The young man had to take a step back.

"What are you stalling for, kid?" he signed.

Lucas shook his head. "I meant, Sir Xavian got a caregiver."

CHAPTER 11