Vera looks at me like I have lost my mind and maybe I have. I’m not thinking rationally, I know, but I can’t stop myself. I take Corina to the living room and put her down onto the couch. The moment I let go of her, she bolts up, attempting to flee, but I grab her by the waist and pull her back. She struggles in my hold and kicks my shin. “Fuck!” That hurts. I ignore the pain as I try to stop her from struggling, but she keeps on fighting me. Her body rubs against me and her thigh brushes my groin. I stifle a groan. If she...