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

The voices rang so loudly, Sebastian who was walking down the dark empty alley had to take out his airpods and glance around him with confusion evident on his face.

There was nothing, nobody around, just him, and he stood staring with brows creased. Did he hallucinate the voices?

That made no sense. That had never once happened to him and why would it now? Shaking his head, he shoved the airpods back into his ears and began padding down the alley, heading onto the streets at the very end.

He was almost so cclose when a loud bangsuddnely sounded out of nowhere, dragging his attention immediately. He turned his head to the direction where the loud thud came from, and took his airpods off, shoving his phone into his pocket, and hurrying over to carefully hide behind the dumpster, his face screwing at the horrible smell.

"Sir, Adam, what do we do now? It's only a matter of time, they will find us, and your father—"

CHAPTER 77