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
To honor his words
It sucked.
He felt like crap.
As soon as he heard his phone ring that morning, he knew it would be one of those days where everything would go wrong.
In all his years of working, he had never felt drained, except today. Maybe the stress and the pressure of his work and the other circumstances in his life were finally taking a toll on him.
"And the nerve of that woman..." He mumbled to himself, remembering the dream he just had. Or was it a nightmare?
Probably, it was more like a memory of her rejection. But whatever it was. Mike could not fathom the nerve of that woman to reject him and laugh at his face.
No woman had ever rejected him and humiliated him at the same time. And he did not like it. Now, it kept replaying in his head like a broken record.
"Damn that woman." He hated that she kept creeping back into his mind. But he knew he had to forget about her. Soon, rather than later.