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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

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#R18
#SURVIVAL
#CEO
#SWEETLOVE
#POWERFULCOUPLE
#FAMILY
#PRINCESS
#ARRANGEDMARRIAGE
#CONTRACTMARRIAGE
#ONENIGHTSTAND

His only legacy

After Mike left her alone, Haley finally moved toward the bathroom to check her condition. She was still wearing her clothes from last night. But her makeup was a mess, and her hair was like a bird's nest.

She would be appalled by her appearance if her situation had been different. But at that moment, she did not care about how she looked. Still, she did not want people staring at her. She did not want them to suspect that anything was amiss.

Quickly, she washed her face, removing all the stains that reminded her of her pain. Then, she combed her hair with a brush she found on the counter, deciding to tie her hair in a messy ponytail before fixing her clothes.

"I guess that would do." She did not have any plans to do a sleepover. Therefore, she had no other change of clothes.

Then, she exited the room where she slept and slowly moved down the stairs. It was slowly coming back to her, remembering going to that room and locking herself up to cry all night.