It was supposed to be just one night. One night of mind-blowing, amazing s*x. No names involved, no questions asked and most importantly, no identity. But you can really escape your past so easily when fate has something else planned for you. Can you pretend that nothing has happened when those pitchy eyes manage alone to get your dream wet? What's that voice, perhaps, that tells you to run away? And why does your mystery man remind you of the only man that broke your heart? Fate. Really??