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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

Wedding photos

She looked around at all the beautiful white dresses displayed on the mannequins and lined up on several racks. She would be a hypocrite if she said there was never a moment when she dreamt of wearing one. There were a few, to be honest. 

Mostly, she thought of it when she was young and still believed in fairy tales. Then, the last time was when she found love. But unfortunately, she lost it and had to shut down that nonsense.

"I only want a simple dress," She heard Amelia explain, slightly exasperated with the designer that kept shoving those glamorous, extra fabulous, and glittery dresses she created.

Quickly, she moved toward her, checking on the commotion. She could see that despite her frustration, her friend maintained a smile on her lips and practiced maximum tolerance toward the other woman who was assisting her with the dress.