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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Soft, warm lips gently touched hers, waking her up from her deep slumber. "I heard that congratulation is in order." A sexy voice tickled her ears as he let his breath brush through her skin.
Last night had been exhausting, and all she wanted to do was keep her eyes closed, but the man beside her was also persuasive. He kept nuzzling his nose further down the crook of her neck and shoulders, driving away the haze in her eyes.
As she opened her eyes wider, gently adjusting to the light from the windows, she saw her loving husband looking dashing as ever. It appeared that he had also recently awakened, judging from the messiness of his hair and clothes.
But compared to her, she would bet that she looked far worse than him. Why did men seem like they never needed to do much to look impressive? Unlike girls, who had to take hours before they could be satisfied with their looks.