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

Sebastian eyed Poppy, then Xavian, whose gaze was fixed on the arm he had clinging around her. The man couldn't explain what it was, but he'd felt this chill, this sort of warning bell going off in his head that if he didn't give them distance immediately, he would be done for. For goodness sake, it wasn't even cold that night, but he was suddenly freezing, and Sebastian was not someone who liked danger.

He quickly took his arm off Poppy and gave her a nervous smile. "I-I'll see you around, Pop-pop."

"Wait, where are you going? Seb—"

"We'll talk later." He was basically sprinting at this point, pulling the cap of his hood over his head.

Poppy sighed in resignation and rubbed her temple. But suddenly, as if realizing that she had some big man in front of her, staring down at her like he'd caught her in an act, she peeked up at him.

CHAPTER 32