Chapter 7 YekunI never have the right to make a mistake, but even less so today or Azazel will make me pay. He holds his wife's hand while I apply myself on her back. I can't believe she agreed. I must say that the first fallen one worked her over to convince her. In every sense of the word. The poor old lady next door, Mrs. Lateli, keeps complaining about the indecent noises they make at all hours of the day and night. I shake my head, laughing into my beard. Maybe that gossip will move out! It won't be a big loss! I'm tired of her peering through the eyepiece every time I visit.
- Stop smiling. That's my wife you're staring at!
- Easy, angel. I'm sure it's not what you think.
Mallory strokes her man's belly tenderly.
- Actually, I was thinking of old Lateli.
Azazel raises an eyebrow
