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 hurried into her house and slammed the door shut. She quickly pressed her back against it, slipping to sit on the floor.

She pulled her legs to her chest, dropping her head on her knees, her arms wrapped around her.

She didn't say a word, just sat there, peering at the wooden floor, her chest caving in devastation.

There were so many things running through her head, she felt like she could pass out.

What was this? Why was she feeling this way about a man who didn't even give a single crap about her? When did she end up in this situation?

"Ah..ha…ha," she laughed dryly under her breath and stood up to her feet. From one side to another, she staggered to the living room, leaving her suitcase dumped close to the door.

"W-why…" she gasped, feeling like she was crumbling to pieces inside.

CHAPTER 56