THE CRAZIER IT GETS

“That woman is crazy.” When she get back to her room or more specifically to a dusty storage room left for Anna, she was mumbling.

It has been a long day, but to add up, it has been crazy enough. Unbelievable. The mere thought that Romanov’s mother is asking her to bear a child for him? She was clearly insane. Are his family like this? No wonder that they were feared. Whose mother is on her right mind to offer somebody to sleep with her son—but then, realization hit Anna.

Why is she thinking as if that is one of the most distasteful thing? When in fact, Anna had boldly seduced Romanov already.

Her cheeks flared.

“O—oh my god! I—it was because I wanted to take revenge! It wasn’t as if I meant it!”

Or did she?

Their flesh being close together. Their breathe laying near to each other’s throat and as they drove themselves to reach their climax—

“Oh god, stop!” Anna was embarrassed.

She quickly shook her head with so much vigor.

Anna felt shameless. How can she have the nerve to even think