The Royal Arrangement
*** 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.
Chapter 137
Damn!
Why could he barely sleep? He already had two glasses of scotch which was supposed to relax him and do the trick. But here he was, strung like a kite. He could feel his muscles were still tight.
His mind, of course, had an idea of what was wrong. The problem was lying beside him on the bed, sleeping peacefully. However, the solution was out of his sight. Damn! What was he thinking? It was clear he was not.
Dinner last night had been slightly awkward since they were all still trying to figure out how to handle their current situation. It was necessary, but they knew it would not be easy.
"You two should spend more time together." The Count suggested. "Your mother would easily see through your lies if she spotted even a little inconsistency in your act."
His grandfather was right. They had to act like a real couple in front of his mother to make it believable. Or else, she would proceed with her plan to marry him off.