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#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#BADBOY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
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The Royal Arrangement

*** This story will be temporarily on hold. I am sorry to my readers if I can't continue to write this at the moment. I plan to finish The Royal Contract first this month before continuing to write this one. Again, I am asking for your understanding. Due to financial reasons, I need to write a new book for now. A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO I hope you will give it a try. Thanks again for reading my stories. *** Little girls dreamed of sparkling tiaras and fancy gowns. Little boys wanted to drive fast cars. Well, could she have both? And the father she had never met as a bonus. Luisa was the spunky, street-smart girl next door that wanted her life to have meaning. She lived her life like she was not exceptional except when she was behind the wheel, racing for the finish line. But was that all she wanted? One day, a man dressed up in an impeccable suit came up to her and told her she was a princess, heir to the throne. Insane, right? He was a prince and a successful tycoon who almost had everything except one thing. He wanted the crown. But he had no birthright to rule the Kingdom. Until he discovered there was another way for him to become King. However, he had to agree to the conditions and convince his future Queen of his plans. Easy, right? Would an arrangement be the solution to what they both desire? Would Luisa submit to what Liam proposed? Or would they get more than what they bargained for in the end? Note: This story is related to the Royal Contract book. Still, it is a standalone story. There is no need to read the other book to understand it. [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

bishop1275 · Urban
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345 Chs
#R18
#COMEDY
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#CEO
#SWEETLOVE
#ROYALFAMILY
#PRINCESS
#BADBOY
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE

Chapter 116

He had driven this road a hundred times or more before and could find his way in these labyrinth streets with less difficulty, even with his eyes closed. And he could arrive at their destination with no hassle. 

But he had never felt more uncomfortable with her by his side. It was like the small space between them was suffocating and the silence inside the vehicle deafening. But still, he had nothing to say to her. 

He could sense that she was still mad at him, but he could not keep begging her to forgive him. That was just against his pride to grovel at her feet. He was a successful Prince. He did not bow or kneel to just anybody. He would have to find another way to make her forgive him.

"Where are we going?" She finally asked after several minutes of them on the road, after they had left the city and were on the freeway.