The Romanov Oracle

by Molly Tullis

She had stayed calm and kept her cool for fifteen years, and in fifteen minutes, this strange man had ripped her limb from limb… and left her wanting more.

“Mikhail. There’s only one bed.”

“Who the fuck did that to you?”

And then when she let me close to her, I said it wasn't enough and left. Fuck.

“I’d give you every moment of my life, Anya.”