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
The endless possibilities
He parked his car on the almost deserted street. It was already late, but a few people were still strolling along the pedestrian side.
But would he trust his life to these people? Maybe not. But he came here with a mission. And he would not leave until he accomplished it.
He quickened his footsteps until he saw the narrow alleyway leading him to the person he sought. But before he could even step inside, somebody blocked his way.
"You don't seem to belong to this part of the neighborhood." A man in a sleeveless shirt, loose denim pants with tattoos inked almost all his exposed skin stood before him.
He could only suspect that he must be one of the gangs that ruled this street at night. But the likes of him did not scare him.
He also once lived in this kind of neighborhood. He was not proud that he was also part of a local gang that caused problems rather than solutions in their small community.