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*** This story will be temporarily on hold. I am sorry to my readers if I can't continue to write this at the moment. I plan to finish The Royal Contract first this month before continuing to write this one. Again, I am asking for your understanding.
Due to financial reasons, I need to write a new book for now.
A Contract to Marry the Cold-hearted CEO
I hope you will give it a try.
Thanks again for reading my stories.

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Little girls dreamed of sparkling tiaras and fancy gowns. 
Little boys wanted to drive fast cars.
Well, could she have both? 
And the father she had never met as a bonus.

Luisa was the spunky, street-smart girl next door that wanted her life to have meaning. She lived her life like she was not exceptional except when she was behind the wheel, racing for the finish line. But was that all she wanted?

One day, a man dressed up in an impeccable suit came up to her and told her she was a princess, heir to the throne. Insane, right?

He was a prince and a successful tycoon who almost had everything except one thing. He wanted the crown. But he had no birthright to rule the Kingdom. 

Until he discovered there was another way for him to become King. However, he had to agree to the conditions and convince his future Queen of his plans. Easy, right?

Would an arrangement be the solution to what they both desire?
Would Luisa submit to what Liam proposed? Or would they get more than what they bargained for in the end?

Note: 
This story is related to the Royal Contract book. Still, it is a standalone story. There is no need to read the other book to understand it.

[Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language]

COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

The Royal Arrangement

Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them."

She read some lines from the story of William Shakespeare, Twelfth Night.

It seemed the Count had a series of collections of old romantic stories that were classic. She could also see other stories that she would love to read.

I think that is enough reading for today." The Count held his hand, closing the book in her hands.

She was about to protest, but he stopped her. "You have already done enough. It is time for you to do other things than waste them all on me."

She could not help but wonder if it was a genuine concern for her welfare or if the Count had grown tired of her nagging presence.

"Are you already trying to get rid of me?" She teasingly asked the Count as she placed the book on the side table.

The Count could be stubborn a few times, but she would not take no for an answer either.

Chapter 327