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
She woke up feeling slightly disoriented. She hardly had a restful sleep. Then, her eyes opened to gaze at an unfamiliar room. Where was she again? She could not help but ask her still fuzzy mind as she searched for answers.
Suddenly, she remembered sitting in her car, crying outside Gerald's apartment. Then, all the events of yesterday came flooding into her mind. She remembered the horror of seeing him lying in that morgue, totally unrecognizable.
"He is dead." She mumbled with trembling lips as her eyes watered, ready to stain the pillows underneath her head.
She closed her eyes, hoping to control the surging emotions, the pain threatening to break free. She did not want to cry. Not anymore, as she remembered doing that almost all night.