The first time I saw my husband naked at our wedding was when he lit in the back room with his ex. At first I wanted to strangle the asshole, but limited myself to a kick under a shaggy ass and a promise to snatch his passions of dyed patches. I would certainly have done so if he had not appeared in my life - a new meaning. During the day, I am Alexandra Ivanovna - a librarian in funny glasses and a blouse with mittens, at night they know me as Alexa - a tattooed tear on a red bike, it was because of him that I got into another world where an unusual prince was looking for love. Yes, only his big secret is none of my business, because neither the modest Alexandra Ivanovna nor the wild Alex likes him, but it seems that everyone is up to the light bulb.