Mayakovsky had long since accepted the life he had chosen for himself - to be a third wheel in the relationship of the married couple of the Bricks - Osip and his beloved Lilya. He did not hope for a change, and all three members of this "family" were satisfied.

But when at one of the literary evenings, where he came to read his poems, he saw a girl with shining eyes, silky hair, a chiseled figure and a cigarette between thin fingers, he was mesmerized. And when he heard her poems and opinions in the ensuing debate, it was as if he had fallen in love.

Mayakovsky could hardly believe his eyes when he realized that he was already talking to her, that he was already offering to walk her home, and that he was already kissing her hand goodbye. They were already communicating like old friends and new lovers, and a couple of months later, Vladimir proposed to her.

It was too hasty, too reckless, but she accepted without hesitation, and a wave of surprise spread throughout the capital: Mayakovsky was getting married! and not even to Lilya Brik!

It was early in the morning, and the sun's gentle rays filtered through the curtains, while birds chirped outside, heralding the new day. Mayakovsky's bride made another unsuccessful attempt to get out of bed, but the man interrupted her, pulling her back down and kissing her.

Mayakovsky was passionate and hopelessly dependent on his relationships. He idolized the woman, turning her into a muse, but he demanded complete control over their lives. Liliya Brik was his main obsession until he decided to distance himself from her just a couple of months ago. He wrote poems about her, put her name on his passport as his "wife," tolerated her marriage to Osip, but was also jealous of every glance she received, causing scenes and even threatening suicide.