Erotic

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my heart. Below, the city glittered, a distant, muted hum beneath the thunder.…

The rain hammered against the windows of the sprawling Victorian mansion, a relentless, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my heart. I, Clara Bellweather, was just another cog…