Fetish

The rain hammered against the stained-glass windows of the chapel, each drop a tiny, insistent drumbeat against the silence within. The air hung thick with incense and something else, something…

The rain hammered against the panoramic windows of the penthouse, mirroring the frantic rhythm of my own pulse. Below, the city lights blurred into a hazy, seductive smear, reflecting the…

The rain hammered against the panoramic windows of my penthouse suite, a relentless, insistent rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. It was my birthday, a milestone I’d…

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the barn, a relentless rhythm mirroring the frantic beat of my own heart. The air hung thick and heavy with the…