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.
Chapter 237
She turned to the kitchen to find it empty. She knew it was still early, but her fiance seemed to have left already. She wondered where he was since he did not mention that he had to be somewhere today.
However, she surmised it was a large apartment, and he could be cooped up in one of the rooms, doing whatever he did in the morning. She recalled that he liked to do his morning routine immediately upon waking up.
But then again, she could be wrong. Her fiance could be outside, going for a run. Maybe she should join him one of these days and work on her physical exercise.
"Coffee." She still sleepily mumbled, temporarily giving up on finding him. She scanned the cooking area for a coffeemaker, but there was none. Instead, she found an espresso machine. "This is much better." She thought. "I could use a cappuccino."