Fetish

The rain hammered against the panoramic windows of the penthouse, each drop a tiny, insistent drumbeat against the glass. Below, the city stretched out like a glittering, neon-drenched carpet, but…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless, insistent rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my heart. It had been a long, brutal week – the…

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the abandoned barn, a relentless rhythm that mirrored the frantic beat of my own heart. It wasn’t the rain that had…

The rain hammered against the windows of the penthouse, a relentless percussion against the plush velvet curtains. Inside, the air hung thick with the scent of expensive whiskey, sandalwood, and…