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
Fighting to survive
Amelia moved away from her, taking the bottle and the empty glass with her two hands. She believed Eida already had more than enough. She needed to stop.
She stepped into her kitchen, finding the things she would need. Hopefully, the things she heard about sobering up a drunk truly work because if not, she would be dragging a drunk reporter across town, trying to find the hospital where they were keeping the prince.
But she stayed tuned on the newsfeeds, hoping to get some news about him. Something might pop out from it. She needed every information she could find about his location and condition.
She did not want to call the Count and especially not her dad. She still did not want to have anything to do with them. But she believed they might be aware by now.
"Where is your coffee, Eida?" She had been rummaging through her cabinets but still had not found one. How did her friend live this long in this kitchen, finding everything out of order?