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
An old flame
She looked at the beautiful chandeliers that glittered on the ceilings, making the entire spacious room sparkle with brilliance. She had never been to one of these places. Honestly, it was a lot intimidating.
She felt like her ass was on fire as she sat restlessly in her seat. Not because it was uncomfortable but because she could sense that she did not belong in this place.
"Ria, have you decided on what you want? Or would you prefer if I order for both of us?" He asked, as he never bothered with the menu, putting it down without looking and gazing at her across the table.
She could only guess that he must have seen her uneasiness as she gave up looking at the menu. She was intelligent, but she never bothered to learn the french language.
"I think I will trust your judgment." She finally answered, finding it hard to choose from a menu that was in a foreign language.