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

Cily looked at her brother, who stood as still as a statue, staring at the door. She blinked and stepped into the room.

"Okay, spill it, Xavian, what in the world is going on between you and Poppy?" she asked, clearly curious.

Xavian glanced at her and turned his back on her.

"Oh, it is something." She rolled her eyes at him. "Anyone can smell the tension between the both of you, and someone like me, I can see more than just tension. You two have something, and I'm curious because I know my intuition isn't messing with me."

"Stop overthinking things," he groaned at her, walking over to the sofa and picking up his suit jacket that he'd shrugged off earlier.

But Cily wouldn't let it go, determined to find out what was going on. She sauntered much closer to him, her arms akimbo.

CHAPTER 34