Womanizer Heir by Brandy Munroe

In the dead of night, I found an Angel, then she disappeared. Why didn’t I go after her?

Jackson
Moving back to my hometown was suppose to be a new beginning. A purging of my old life.
What I hadn’t planned on was my past finding me.
I felt an instant connection to the sexy wedding photographer. When I discover Angelic was my lost Angel, I decided I would do anything I had to this time around to keep her from disappearing again.
But how do I explain why I waited eleven years to stake my claim?
In my darkest of days, a spark of hope lived on.

Angelic
I never had the greatest childhood. Even my early adolescence was challenging.
Now I finally have purpose. A career I love and a future, my sanity.
But I have an itch I am dying to scratch. My next account could have me doing just that. If I play my cards right.
The only problem is that I risk the chance of opening old wounds and having to answer questions I have left hanging for eleven years. Am I willing to risk everything to seek my own answers? To satisfy my own desires?