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

Nine in the evening and still no sign of Xavian. Not even her sister. Though Cily hadn't been home in two days now.

Rubbing her temple in a bit of stress, Poppy picked up her phone from the bed, wanting to call Xavian's cell, but then her screen lit up, Valentine's name coming across the screen.

The man had given his number to her in case of emergency situations, and now she'd stiffened, wondering if something could be wrong.

"Could you come downstairs, please?"

She blinked at her screen a few times and got up from the bed to make her way down the stairs.

Poppy beelined for the exit door and pulled it open, only to bump into Xavian, who was just walking in, his palm cradling his aching head.

She looked him over, noting the look of pain in his eyes. "Are you…are you okay?"

CHAPTER 42