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
He was not supposed to spend the night, but somehow, he ended up sleeping at her side and waking up, looking at her open eyes. He wondered if this was another one of his dreams as he blinked his eyes.
He could feel his muscles protesting in pain as he stretched his body, but when he looked again at the woman before him, sadly, she was still sleeping. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was even. It seemed that it was just a figment of his imagination.
He wanted her to wake up so much that he kept imagining she would open her eyes soon. He was not giving up. One of these days, he believed it would happen.
"Good morning, sweetheart! Hope you slept well last night." He still greeted her, even if her eyes were closed, leaning over until his lips reached her forehead.