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
An escape plan
A few minutes earlier, he had thought that he was hallucinating everything that was happening to him. He woke up with a headache and an aching body.
Many things occurred while he was sleeping. He was unsure if those were real or just part of his dreams or illusions. He had been on and off from consciousness. Determining the real deal became difficult.
"Alex." Her voice floated in the air, bouncing on the walls of the room. It was not loud, but it was more than enough to reach his ears.
Hearing her voice was like a heavy load had been lifted off his shoulder. He felt so much relief, knowing that she was safe and alive. At that moment, it was all he needed. She was the air he needed to breathe.
He turned his body as much as he could, but he only saw a glimpse of her as the pain still restricted his movements. Well, he did not need to see her face to know that it was her walking toward him.