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
Her eyes blinked at the bright light while her ears heard the unusual noise. When she opened her eyes and saw the window near her bed, she realized she was in her sister's apartment.
She stretched her body, feeling the stiffness from her sleep. Or was it because of her accident? Although the therapy was working, she still had to undergo several more sessions to regain the full functions of her body.
"Aaahhh!" She widely opened her mouth as she yawned, expelling the air in her lungs. Then, her eyes focused on the side table beside her bed, staring at the picture frame of her and her sister.
"Why can't I remember you?" She mumbled at the young woman in the photo. But she was not referring to her sister but to herself.
How could her brain forget about her? Who was she? What did she do with her life? And what she wanted to do in the future?