Out of the three handsome brothers, she chose the one wearing a mask. During their honeymoon, he took it off, and she was left speechless.

Amar, the youngest, turned around with his shoulder, with the smile of a rich kid who had never heard a “o”.

“Forget about Greece,” he said, speaking as if it were evocative.

Think about strength, Amira. With me, you don’t have to worry about anything. I’ll take care of the money… and you focus on looking beautiful. That’s how it works.

Empty, turned into gold.

Amira smiled slightly, said the right thing and outwardly felt trapped.