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

"Don't say anything. Just…don't, please. It's going to hurt the more you do, please…"

"I'm not going die." Xavina snorted a pained laugh. "Relax a little bit—"

"How can I relax?" She lost it, silencing him. "You took a bullet for me, and now you're like this, and I feel like I'm in a strange sort of pain, something I don't understand! I am scared, freaking scared, more than I have ever been before. I don't want you to die, but you don't even want to go to the hospital, and it hurts to know there is nothing I can do. I don't know what to do, I don't have any idea of what I can do for you. I'm scared…I'm scared it's going to happen all over…again!"

All over…again? Xavian stared at her, taken aback, pupils dilated and lips parted softly. His gaze was heavy, possible to fall unconscious in a few more seconds, and he averted his eyes, snorting a short laugh under his breath.

CHAPTER 22