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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

Loose cannon

A clanging sound woke him up from his deep slumber. Then, another louder banging of metal to metal reverberated in the four corners of his confinement.

"Wake up, Travis. You have a visitor." The guard yelled at him on the other side of the cell. "Hurry up. We do not have all day." He added as he struck his metallic baton on the parallel bars again.

Nick opened his eyes, still groggy from his sleep, and moved to a sitting position. He looked up to the man on the other side and smiled.

He could not afford to piss off another guard. The last time he backed talk to one of them, he ended up with a busted lip and a bruised stomach when hit by his baton. 

"Just give me a second," Nick asked the jail guard as he scrubbed his eyes and stretched his arms. Then, he was up and ready to move out of his cell.