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
You are in, or you are out
He watched the man as he entered the small room. The man silently brooded by the window as if he enjoyed the view beyond the glass panel. But he knew nothing about the scenery outside was appealing to the eyes.
Only criminals and the poorest of the poor could live in a dump like this. And even they would not appreciate their living conditions. At least he knew he would not. He had worked hard to get out of such a place like this.
"I am here." Mike finally spoke up, letting him know of his presence. But he knew he noticed him. The man just did not want to acknowledge him just yet.
He walked to the small kitchen on the other side of the house and grabbed a bottle of cold beer from the fridge. At least the man had something nice to offer him, despite his shabby accommodations.