—Do you think I didn’t notice?—I…—You’re not her. Your faces might be the same, but everything else…—Sorry…—Too late. You’re in my house. In my bed. In my life.—I didn’t want to…—You did. You put on the dress, went out to the mullah, and became my wife.—I… I was afraid. It was a mistake…—No. It was a substitution. Deliberate. And you will answer for it. Today. On the marital bed.
She is a modest girl forced to marry instead of her sister. He is a domineering man who doesn’t forgive deception. From the first minutes of their marriage, passion flares up—where the boundaries between hatred and desire blur. Will she be able to melt his heart, or will she become a captive of his power?