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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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Insensitivity and immaturity

She needed a break. Her back and feet were killing her. 

She would love to run a marathon but not today. She touched her head wet with perspirations, and her waist, aching with every step. She loved the view before her as the sun rose from the east, but she needed her rest.

"Enough." She complained as she eyed the bench a few feet from where she stood. Immediately, she made her way to the wooden chair and made herself comfortable with her husband assisting her.

As part of the order of her doctors, she had to take a few minutes of walking every morning. They said that it would help her in her labor. But it did not mean that she had to overdo it. 

Luckily, their garden on the rooftop of their apartment had ample space for her to take her stroll. She did not need to go too far to absorb a little sunshine and breathe fresh air.