*** This story will be temporarily on hold. I am sorry to my readers if I can't continue to write this at the moment. I plan to finish The Royal Contract first this month before continuing to write this one. Again, I am asking for your understanding. Due to financial reasons, I need to write a new book for now. A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO I hope you will give it a try. Thanks again for reading my stories. *** Little girls dreamed of sparkling tiaras and fancy gowns. Little boys wanted to drive fast cars. Well, could she have both? And the father she had never met as a bonus. Luisa was the spunky, street-smart girl next door that wanted her life to have meaning. She lived her life like she was not exceptional except when she was behind the wheel, racing for the finish line. But was that all she wanted? One day, a man dressed up in an impeccable suit came up to her and told her she was a princess, heir to the throne. Insane, right? He was a prince and a successful tycoon who almost had everything except one thing. He wanted the crown. But he had no birthright to rule the Kingdom. Until he discovered there was another way for him to become King. However, he had to agree to the conditions and convince his future Queen of his plans. Easy, right? Would an arrangement be the solution to what they both desire? Would Luisa submit to what Liam proposed? Or would they get more than what they bargained for in the end? Note: This story is related to the Royal Contract book. Still, it is a standalone story. There is no need to read the other book to understand it. [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.
Somehow, she could feel all her resolve not to trust him slowly melt away. Was she stupid enough to believe him? Maybe. At this point, she knew she had already lost the fight as she gave in to her desire.
Her mind could analyze the veracity of his statements all it wanted, but her heart already agreed that he deserved a second chance. In the end, her mind had to shut up as her lips welcomed his possession.
"I am yours." It echoed in the forefront of her mind, like a melody that kept playing on repeat.
But how long, her mind still nagged at her. But she did not want to hear the foolishness of her action as she blocked out rationality and allowed her body to dictate what would happen next.
She felt his fingers at the back of her head, burying in the strands of her hair as he finally deepened the kiss until she could feel her body's total surrender.