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
Back in the world of the living
He hated waiting.
"What is taking him so long?" He hissed his frustration out of his lips, unable to sit still while he and his companion waited inside his car.
Gerald had parked his car on an obscure side of the road where nobody would notice their presence. But it was still a good spot for him to view the estate.
"Where are they?" He asked again, ramming his hands on the steering wheel, hoping it would lessen the tension in his entire body.
But he knew that would not help his situation. He was working himself up, but that would not get him answers. In the end, he rubbed his face before turning to his companion, who remained silent by his side.
"Don't worry, Sir. I am sure Mike is ensuring the coast is clear before calling." Samson kept his eyes on the gate where people were coming and going.