Rian Nieves will crawl to hell and back for money to support her family, and if that means being Drake Montemayor's personal assistant, then so be it. But the thing is: Drake has Dissociative Identity Disorder, so she's not just Drake's assistant, but also Luther's and Wyn's--Drake's alters--submissive and caregiver. *** Reese Ivan Nieves' world turns upside down when she's hired as a personal assistant to Drake Montemayor, an assassin from a mafia organization who runs an illegal prostitution business. When she meets Drake's alters--Luther, a harsh dominant man with a knack for blood and pleasure, and Wyn, a five-year-old kid with painful memories--she finds out that he has Dissociative Identity Disorder, a mental health condition where people with trauma have two or more distinct identities. In the middle of overthrowing the very organization that traumatized Drake, will he choose to conquer his pain alone or will he let himself finally find the love, healing, and acceptance that he seeks with Rian? WARNING: Not suitable for young readers. It contains graphic sex scenes, adult languages, and situations intended for mature readers only. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché