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 to her old self
She could hear the noises around her. They were voices she did not recognize despite how much she searched her brain for answers. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be still asleep.
She did not want to face these people who insisted they were family, friends, and her fiancee. But how could she remember them when she could not remember her name? Who was she? What happened to her?
"How is she?" Another voice joined the conversation. A woman's tone that did not ring a bell in her mind.
How could she face these people when she had no idea who they were? How could she trust them when she could not even trust herself with her limited memories?
"She is ok, except for her memory." Dr. Roseann, who claimed to be her sister, said. She could finally remember her voice since she and David had constantly talked to her or just conversed in her room while she rested.
"What did the doctors say about her memory?" The other woman asked.