Erotica

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse apartment, mirroring the frantic rhythm of my own heart. Below, the city sprawled out like a glittering, anonymous ocean, lost in…

Rain lashed against the panoramic windows of my penthouse apartment, mirroring the tempest brewing within me. The city lights blurred into streaks of neon, a chaotic reflection of the thoughts…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless rhythm mirroring the insistent thrumming in my veins. Below, the city lights blurred into a hazy, shimmering mess, lost…