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
A great plan
He animatedly watched the two interact in the small living room. It was like they had not seen each other for decades as they excitedly conversed about anything under the sun to what they had been doing lately.
He could only observe in amazement at the connection the two had. It was as if they could have been in each other's lives for years.
"But seriously, Serena, this is by far the worst disguise you ever wore." He heard the young boy comment with a chuckle as Ken stared at Serena's drabbed clothes and shoeless feet.
"Wait!" The boy said as he walked toward the door of the bedroom. After a minute, he returned carrying a sneaker with him.
"This might fit your feet." He brought the shoes toward her, kneeling before her feet. "It is old and dirty, but it would at least protect your feet from the street.
He appreciated the boy's gesture, demonstrating again how selfless he was. He barely had things he owned, and yet, here he was lending his things.