LOGINMaya Sanchez moved into L.A with a plan, finish her medical residency and help her parents out, but when four men ambush her house in the middle of the night, she is forced to treat Holden, the brother of the man who turns her life upside down. Cassian White is the leader of the B-T-13 mafia that operates in Los Angeles, he is ruthless and all he cares about is maintaining the power he has but all that is threatened when he finds out he might be going blind. And like good luck, fate drops him an Ophthalmologist in the form of Maya Sanchez. He promises to clear her medical debt and give her a monthly allowance if she moves into his mansion and operate on him but what Maya doesn't know is that she is falling into a trap, and having two insanely hot brothers beside her at each moment of the day can prove to be more difficult than she thinks. Watch a medical and mafia love story unfold in a chaotic environment, from danger to not knowing which brother to choose.
View MoreMaya's pov Three years later I balance my bag of groceries and my work bag in my hands closing the car door with my leg and walking to the house. An unfamiliar car is parked at the entrance and my brows furrow. Who does that belong to? I unlock the door and Mia's giggle echoes in the room. “I'm home,” I announce walking towards the kitchen where I can hear two male voices. I place the bags down just in time to watch Mia run out of the kitchen her ponytails swinging. “Mum,” Mia screams running into my arms. I lift her twirling her around. “How was your day?” I ask taking a strand of her hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. “Good, Daddy's brother is here,” she says pointing to Holden who leans on the door his gaze boring into mine. “Hi Mommy,” he says making a chill run down my spine. I put her down and she rans back to the kitchen where I assume Leo was busy entertaining her with his dry jokes. He steps closer pulling me into his arms. His scent envelopes m
Maya's pov I watch from the window my father talking to Cassian who listens attentively and answers on occasion. I rub my belly not believing he is here. I thought I would never see him again. “Did you know he was coming?” I ask Leo who only shakes his head vigorously. He tends to keep things from me and I don't like it. “I promise,” he says when I squint my eyes at him. I huff looking forward and they hug. “Fuck,” I curse. They enter and I pull him in my arms again. “Can we talk?” I ask holding his bicep. We have so much to talk about and honestly, I have so much to tell him. He nods placing a kiss on my forehead. I bring him to my room avoiding the curious gazes of my mother. We sit on the edge of the bed and he rubs my belly. “How far?” “Five months and two weeks.” He smiles lifting my shirt to touch my baby bump. “Then why is it so big?” He asks making me cackle. “Uh, the baby must be fat.” He places his lips on it and I weave my fingers into his hair. “I
Cassian's pov I take the burban drink I was holding to my lips my mind plaqued with millions of thoughts. I don't want to change my face, but the nasty cut that runs through it makes me look like a monster, not that I am not and I'm a wanted fugitive. In my mind, this is not how things were supposed to work out, now that Maya's pregnant, my mum is alive. There's more reason to go through with this. “Ugh,” I groan massaging my temples. A presence behind me draws me out of my thoughts. “You must be Cassian,” the old man who I presume is James says. I shake his warm hand. “And you must be the man that kept my mother to himself.” He chuckles looking at the vast expanse of land filled with Marijuana. You would think my mother had enough of the mafia and then she goes ahead to marry an Italian Mob boss. But at least he treats her better. “She's gold, and I don't let go of precious things.” He says that as a joke but I can tell he is very serious. “All that matters is she's happy.” “
Cassian's povI place the phone on my chest wishing I had talked to her more but that involves me getting caught and her inquiring about how I am.The bed cuts through my skin but two months of this has toughened me up a bit. I thought I knew suffering but my time here only showed me what I had gone through was a teardrop in an ocean. The cold bits on my skin and my face is still sore from the earlier injury, but it's fine since it stopped bleeding. I close my eyes imagining Maya stitch me up and suddenly I feel worse.“I need to find a way out of here,” I whisper my chest tightening.I look at my phone hoping Victor will call but two hours later still nothing. I need to get out of here and I'm not going to work for someone who is in the cartel.I'm done with that life and nobody will convince me otherwise.The guards' warning about coming in about thirty minutes floods my mind. Shit. I turn again and speak of the devil he appears by the door.“What did you decide?” He asks his face s






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