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
Not be for long
"Ouch!"
That hurt.
She let go of the fork in her hand as she looked at her finger. So far, it was just a scratch.
She was trying to unlock her door by tinkering on the doorknob.
At first, she tried the hairpin on her hair, inserting the small metallic pin into the keyhole. But she failed. She concluded it was easier to watch it done in the movies than doing it in real life.
"Please work." She desperately uttered as she tried inserting the fork again into the thin slit of the door, but the small opening was just too narrow for the silver cutlery to fit inside.
It was just no use.
She could not open the wooden blockage. She could not get out of there and escape through the door.
She dropped the fork back on her plate and slumped back on her chair, giving up on her current escape plan. But it did not mean that she had given up. She just had to find another way.