[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

"You were supposed to be a bath bomb!" "Well turns out its your lucky day, sweetheart, cause you just got something ten times better: me." ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ In which a bath bomb from Walmart turns out to be an over cocky, ridiculously hot, yet surprisingly clueless demigod. ©Kiki 2020© ➣High-key crackfic ➣Greek mythology ➣Romance HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in JUNGKOOK #1 in KPOP #1 in BTS #2 in FANFICTION **Started: January 14, 2020** **Ended: May 7, 2020**

"I will not allow anyone to kiss you. Only I am allowed to have your lips." "But I don't want to kiss you." No matter what you'd do, I'll never fall into your trap. You came to the wrong guy." "Remember this - in the end, you'll still get trapped between my thighs." But little did you know that a person is not always what they let you see.