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 walked out of the Chinese restaurant, inhaling the mouthwatering smell of her food. She was basically hurrying her feet towards the edge of the pedestrian side of the road, eyes going from left to right for a taxi to flag down.

One eventually slowed down right in front of her, and she pulled the door open, stepping inside to sit in the passenger seat. Without asking for her destination or anything of the sort, the driver drove off, raising the speed of the car a bit.

Poppy's brows constricted in a frown, and she lifted her gaze to the driver. Something was off. She glanced at him through the rearview mirror, noting the face mask he wore.

Poppy was beginning to get confused and suspicious. There was something off about this man. He didn't even ask for her destination, so how did he know where she was heading off to? It was almost as if he wasn't actually a simple taxi driver.

CHAPTER 41