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

<p>Poppy sniffled, nodding. "I don't know what happened, Sebastian. I don't know how I ended up like this. It just…it felt so right, like it was meant to be that way. I don't know how to explain the feeling, but it felt so right, so right that I…" </p>

<p>"Oh, Pop-pop." Sebastian's voice shook with care, his palm cradling the back of her head to have her rest against his shoulder, while he ran his fingers up and down her back. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry about everything. I'm sorry that you're hurting, I'm sorry that he hurt you, but…what's done is done, and crying will not change anything. Taking antidepressants will also not fix the ache in your chest, so we're going to get rid of this, okay? You told me yourself you don't rely on medication, so let's not go back, okay?"</p>

CHAPTER 57