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Crown Prince Aiden Jonas William Agilofings "AJ”, is not interested in love or marriage. A confirmed bachelor, AJ will not fall in love. Not even for inheriting the throne to his beloved Leland. But his grandfather is as stubborn as him, so a marriage will be on the cards. A contracted one. And when a perfect candidate falls into his lap, quite literally… what is he to do?
Amelia Brighton was born a princess but a twist of fate now relegated her to the role of a commoner instead of ruling her nation-Valleys.
But destiny cannot be changed. Amelia Brighton is now ready to ascend a different throne. As the beloved bride of Crown Prince AJ, much to the consternation of her own birth family and the ministers of Leland, she will rule by his side.
A fairy-tale come true, the nation revels in their love story. But enemies lurk in the shadow, ready to expose everything that AJ and Amy hide. So, as they fight the unknown enemies, will they fall in love or end up hating each other?
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AJ looked into the green eyes of the woman, no, the young girl who had come out of nowhere and was now sitting on his thighs like they were her personal couch.
She was stunning. He was no stranger to beautiful women but this girl was too beautiful. The only make-up he could see was on her full lips were covered with a bit of gloss. Her dark hair framed her face while her shoulders were left bare enticingly. To him, she seemed like an innocent little fairy who had wandered into the mortal realm albeit a bit drunk. And there was a certain familiarity to her looks that he could not place.
Without much thought, he simply placed a hand on her small waist to support her as she swayed a little. Her warm breath blew over his shoulder while her voice enthralled him, as she whispered near his ear, "Take me from here, please."
"Umm, excuse me, miss...It is not good to just come and sit on someone..."
“Why not? This is so very comfortable." Saying this she leaned closer to AJ.
Unexpectedly AJ stood up, holding the beauty in his arms and spoke," We need to leave now..."
The woman smiled up at AJ as if she had met her prince charming or even her knight in shining armour, but the onlookers knew that she had thrown herself at a wolf... The poor drunk lamb was going to die soon.
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The Prince's Mischievous Bride

AJ steepled his fingers together as he tried to accept the new things that he had learnt. For two decades, he had assumed that his father had been the one to cheat. And no one, not even his grandfather had ever corrected him. Why?

And who was the lover that his mother had? She had actually left to go to him? There was only one person who could give him answers. It was his grandmother. But he did not think he had the courage yet to trust any more revelations.

A pair of arms encircled his neck and Amy leaned down against him, placing her chin on his head as she held him quietly. "Amy..."

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