My Dead First Love is the Billionaire Alpha

kusepong Romance

Angela Ignacio spent nine years grieving Michael. She never expected to find his face across a boardroom table.
Especially not above a nameplate that reads Alexander de Foix.
At thirty-one, Angela has built a life with work she cares about, a fiancé who has stayed, and absolutely no room for a billionaire CEO who looks like the boy she loved. She returns to the coast to defend a fishing cooperative’s interests against a resort’s restrictions. Then she notices the cracked shell on Alexander’s wrist.
Her gift. His promise to keep it.
Now every question about missing documents comes with another she can barely say aloud: who is the man watching her as though he remembers everything?
Angela has a sharp tongue, an accountant’s eye for discrepancies, and very little patience for carefully edited answers. Alexander has measured replies, inconveniently familiar kindness, and a talent for making silence feel unbearably intimate. Their exchanges sting, their rare laughter comes too easily, and the smallest act of care can hurt more than a confession.
But wanting him close does not erase nine missing years. It does not erase the man waiting for her at home, either.
As Angela follows conflicting records, threats reach her family. Beyond the resort’s polished rooms lies a werewolf world of rival packs, guarded crossings, and loyalties tangled with money. The coast she wants to protect is caught in that struggle—and so is the man whose face she cannot stop searching.
She needs answers that will stand up to scrutiny. He must decide what he is willing to tell her, even if the truth costs him her trust.
Angela once learned to live without Michael.
This time, she refuses to let anyone else write her goodbye.

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