To be with him feels like playing Russian roulette blindfolded all while knowing she bet from borrowed lease. Can something this wrong be....right?

Neha Hemant has always been called the neutral one–like sensible Switzerland. She's never rocked the boat, and has always done everything expected from her, an Indo-Mauritian woman.

So where's the fulfillment, the sense of completion...?

And worse, why does she find this feeling of coming home with a man totally not right for her? She's a widow with three teenage children, and Logan Warrington is a reformed bad boy, and her boss.... He shouldn't have the power to make her burn, make her yearn and wish for nothing more than damning the consequences, not when she has lived her whole life trying to do what society expected of her.

As the winds of change blow on Neha's life, could the time have come for her to step out of her bubble, and live for the moment, and herself?