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 opened the door to her room and glanced from left to right.

She'd stupidly slept off in Xavian's room last night, again. Every single time she tends to him, this always ends up happening, but today was different. She'd woken up…drooling on his freaking bed.

She began to hit her forehead against the wall, begging for the ground to open up and gobble her.

There was no doubt, Xavian saw it. He wasn't there when she'd woken up. What in the world even happened? She wasn't some child who would drool in her—

Poppy quickly shook her head, wiping the image from her head.

No, I will just do my job and we all can pretend like it never happened.

She walked to the elevator, got in and pulled her knee length black jacket on while she waited. The doors chimed opened and she stepped out, making her way into the living room, only to halt on her steps.

CHAPTER 50