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
Overly active imagination
"Oh, yeah. It looks yummy." But nothing on her plate looked anything resembling the food she loved to eat. The vegetables looked overcooked and saggy. The meat seemed to be burnt on some parts.
She could already guess that the taste would not be farm from its appearance. But, she took her fork and knife, slicing through the meat, refusing to admit defeat. As she suspected, it was hard and overcooked inside.
"Hey, Cassie, I am almost a third of my food, and you barely touch yours," Jacob complained, but he already knew why. He did not mind the taste since he had eaten a hundred of this kind of meal. He doubted that she had. Even if she had in the past, it might have been a long time ago. Her association with his brother would have taught her to enjoy only the finer things in life.