The sky split open above me like it wanted to drown the whole city. Rain poured so hard it felt like needles against my skin. My hair was plastered to my face, my clothes soaked through, clinging to every curve of my body as I ran down the empty street. My heels slapped against the pavement, splashing through puddles. Thunder cracked so close it shook my chest.

I ducked into the narrow alley between two brick buildings, hoping for a little shelter. Instead, the storm funneled down like a waterfall. My dress clung like a second skin, nipples hard and visible through the thin fabric, my thighs slick from more...