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
A successful man
He took the folded paper out of his pocket. Since Stockholm gave it to him, he had never bothered to open it. Laura's words still lingered in his mind. Quickly he returned the paper into his pocket without looking at it.
Should he believe her? Did Ethan wish to meet him? Was it his mother and father's fault that he never met his biological father? If all this was true, how did he feel about it?
He stared at the paper in his hand. Then looked up to the large gate just across from where he had parked his car. Inside those iron gates was the home of his father.
"I am here to attend the celebration." Finally, he drove his car to the gates and stopped for inspection by the security personnel guarding the entrance.
"This is a family affair. Do you have an invitation?" The man asked him, raising his brows at him while tapping on his list, waiting for his response.