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
New reason to live
"Where is my wife? Where is Dani?" He had asked the man who came earlier to beat him up. Then, he asked again when they pushed him to the ground in front of an old manor.
However, no one answered him. They looked up to the upper portion of the house in one particular direction. He did not see anyone since the ray of the sun was obscuring his vision.
Whoever took them must be inside watching him at the moment, he thought. Then, after kneeling on the grass lawn for some time, they dragged him back to the shack where they were keeping him earlier.
"Who ordered you to do this?" He asked again, but he never did get a response from them. A few facial expressions but not a word. They were professional. He could tell.
With tied hands behind his back and legs knotted on his ankles, he could do nothing much but lay on his side on the floor. He was once again left on his own.