*** 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.
She could not help her eyes when they automatically closed as music penetrated her soul. That was how she felt as the soft music played in her ears. It somehow transported her to another place in time.
She had seldom allowed her fantasy to play out in her mind. But as she kept seeing a peculiar eye looking at her, she could not help it. An invisible force seemed to make her look up and catch him staring.
"You still owe me." The man holding her in his arms said as he swayed her to the slightly slow rhythm. His eyes danced with amusement, seemingly happy to see her, while his lips sported a genuine smile.
She looked at her friend, confused, partly because she was hardly paying attention to him. Moreover, she did not understand what he was talking about since she could not remember owing him anything. She would have paid him immediately if that was the case.