*** 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 saw how her eyes lit up when the arena came to view. He guessed he was right about her. The blood of her father ran thick in her blood. He believed he did not need to wait for the result of her DNA test to confirm what he already knew.
There was no doubt that she was the daughter of their King. He could see it clearly in her eyes. The resemblance was unmistakable. But as much as he wished to tell her about his discovery, his grandfather was right. It was not his place.
"What are we doing here?" Luisa calmly questioned him while she sat on the passenger side, but the surprise and excitement were quite visible in her eyes.
"The King has invited us to join him," Liam told her. He had received a phone call earlier that day while jogging. The King had expressed his wish to see him and, in not so many words, requested to bring Luisa with him.