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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

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Not just for sex

"Ouch!" Amelia retracted her hand from the pan, slightly burning herself from the scolding metal as she stood before the stove.

It was her fault. She was not paying attention to her task, thinking that her body would work automatically. But she was not a robot as her mind floated in the clouds, worrying about something.

"You seemed distracted today," Eida mentioned, seeing her friend more agitated than usual. "Maybe I should continue with that before you burn the house down." She offered.

Her friend moved closer to her position and took the spatula from her hand. Then, she asked her to relax instead and drink her coffee.

She did not protest, knowing that Eida was correct. She had not been herself since last night. She barely had any sleep. She had been pacing the kitchen that morning to have an excuse to leave the house all day.