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

Ramon swallowed, unmoving as a statue as he stared at Xavian. He was…A MESS.

His windows and curtains were shut. His hair was tousled and a disheveled mess which was rare for him. The worst part about his state were his eyes that were staring blankly at the ceiling, the dark circles around them as if in those past four days, he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep.

Xavian looked stressed, and despite sitting casually, one leg draped over the other, he was a twitchy mess, gaze zoned in on nothing but the glass ceiling.

He gulped as he moved over to him, waving a hand in front of his face. "Xav?"

Xavian's eyes moved away from the ceiling, falling on him, still the blankness in them wasn't gone. In fact, there was just something different about his eyes. The bright gold in them was gone, now rather darkened. And Ramon didn't even think that was possible.

"What are you two doing here?" he asked.

CHAPTER 60