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

Poppy stood staring at Xavian, who was ignoring her like she wasn't in the room. Since the issue the last two nights, he'd been this way, barely talking to her or even acknowledging her presence. And it was bugging her.

Not that there was a problem with his silence, but…it was gnawing at her more than it should. She often even found herself fidgeting without even knowing it, cursing inside her head that he said something.

Was this some kind of fixation? But he was her patient…her friggin patient.

Poppy shook her head. No, this was her overthinking things. She only cares because he is her patient, after all, how would she know what he wanted and didn't want if he wasn't inclined to say a word to her?

"Mr. Winslow. You need to have your pills."

CHAPTER 33