Sarahmight be poor, but at least she’s French, which allows her to attend Casablanca’s elite high school. It’s there that she first lays eyes on Driss. He’s not very good looking-apart from his eyes, which are the deep green of thyme simmering in a tagine but the word is he’s the richest guy in the city. Sarah decides she wants those eyes, and a life like his. So begins a twisted, provocative love story that will see Sarah climbing Casa’s social ladder, all the way from street-corner merguez and chips to poolside joints in a mansion overlooking the ocean. But, as Sarah will learn, this city has a way of putting you back in your place.
