Twins born slightly alike, but jealousy has built a wall between them since childhood. The older sister found her way into the heart of a lowly mafia boss and married him, while devoting her life to tarnishing her younger sister's image in his eyes and in society. When the older sister became pregnant, the younger sister was her only support, taking care of her in the absence of her husband, who was busy with his deals and wars. One night changed everything; his rivals orchestrated a fatal accident, so the older sister gave birth to her child before passing away forever. After burying her, pain and anger ruled him, ignoring her child who found peace only in his aunt's arms. Fate forced the younger twin to marry him; a loveless marriage, filled with blame and coldness. He viewed her with accusing eyes, and treated her harshly, but she endured everything for the sake of the child. As the days passed, an internal conflict began to rage within him; his eyes betrayed an unacknowledged confusion between his deep-rooted anger and a merciless attraction. In the heart of darkness, his enemies did not forget their revenge; They sent him a video of her covered in blood, bullets tearing at her body before she was thrown into the street in the rain. The phone fell from his hand, and his gaze sank into the madness of fear for the first time. His men gathered in a desperate race against time, while he searched for her frantically as if he had lost the last thread of his life. Under the rain, he found her bleeding, breathless, his arms trembling as he lifted her off the ground. In that moment, he realized that the woman he had thought of as a burden had become his most precious possession. Between the blood and the raindrops, his trembling whispers echoed: "Don't leave me... Not you too." And so, he discovered that love is sometimes born from deep wounds, and only survives if everyone fights for it.