*** 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.
He had to assign one of the best of his men to take charge of the security of the King while he performed his other secret tasks. He could use this opportunity to collect more information while the people he investigated gathered in one event.
"Would you point me in the direction of the garden?" He pretended to be a lost guest, asking for directions as he bumped into a server carrying a tray of used glasses back to the kitchen.
He swiftly grabbed the empty champagne flute Ms. Luisa Richmond drank from, cautiously picking the right one while distracting the other man from noticing his plans.
"If you went straight ahead in this direction..." The man pointed to him a straight path through the other side of the ballroom. "You will find the door that leads to the garden."
Of course, he already knew that, but he still nodded, appearing to listen while his hand secured the glass inside his pocket. Then, he followed the path that the man had said.