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 up the last step and she beelined to head for her room, right next to Xavian's. However, when she crossed his door, it pushed open and a hand snatched her, yanking her inside, the door slammed shut.

She yelped, lips parted as she stared up at Xavian, who had her shoved to the wall.

The man cleared his throat. "Sorry about that. I need you to…" He pointed to his head and her gaze dropped to his head before his eyes.

"Oh…" She gave a nod. "Well if you could just wait, so I can chan—"

He turned and walked to the bed where he sat down, tapping the space right next to him. "Sit."

Poppy pursed her lips like she was trying not to smile. She strolled over and sat down, patting her thighs. "Here you go, sir."

CHAPTER 49