The Royal Contract
A one-night stand was all she wanted, but that was never his style. Still, they ended up together in a night of passion. No names, no feelings, and no complications. Heiress and advocate lawyer Daniella Hamilton had never wanted her inheritance, only wishing to live a simple life. Still, she ended up in the center of an intense war for power. Now, she had to find the balance between the life she dreamt of and the life that she was meant to have. Enigmatic and brilliant CEO Prince Alexander Princeton renounced his title to his birthright, believing that true power should come from building his own legacy. However, the kingdom faced a new dilemma where he was asked to serve his people and sit on the throne. Separated after their one night of wild adventure. They thought that their unexpected encounter was an isolated incident. However, fate had something else in mind, as they find their way back in each other’s arms, not in a passionate embrace but with a contract that would bind them for a long time. Would their agreement fulfill their dreams, or would it end in a disastrous union? [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] *** Nominated in the WSA - Webnovel Spirity Awards 2021 Thanks to all my readers for all your support. You have been a great inspiration during my journey in writing this story. I would have never made it if not for your encouragement through your votes, comments, reviews, golden tickets, gifts, and continued support. Thank you so much. COVER PHOTO - Commissioned by Vatarison Instagram: bishop_1275
A Modern-day King
At long last, he finally regained the full functions of his body. He could now move around without needing a walking stick or assistance from anyone. But it did not mean that he was ok. He did not get better completely.
He was still as dead as the day he had that accident. He believed that his body might have survived, but his soul died that day Eida left him. His heart might still be beating at this minute, but it flatlined, shattered, and never recovered.
"Are you ready for your press conference?" His father knocked on his door, reminding him of his obligation to his family, the crown, and their people.
As if he would forget it when his father continuously reminded him of that fact. He had no problem leading their people to greatness. He had been born and trained to do that.
In truth, it had always been about his duty to the man who gave him life.