In the mailbox, Elena found a letter not only without a return address, but also without a postmark. The text was no less mysterious: “I want to be the God of your body and the Devil of your soul.” The signature is no less original: “An innocent Prisoner of his own feelings.” Then a second one appeared: “Charming stranger! I know very little about you. But I see it every day. And this gives me true pleasure. I warn you in advance: don’t try to guess who I am - you won’t succeed anyway.” Not every man can resist trying to “figure it out.” And a woman, and even a husbandless one, moreover, unlike her friends, passionately desires to tie herself in marriage... The deceived one does not even suspect: the “prisoner of his own feelings” has not a grain of God, but there is more than enough of the devil! He is not ruthless, he has crossed the line of the most notorious cynicism.