It’s a humid New Orleans night in 1927. The lounge is alive—jazz spilling from the stage, laughter echoing off the velvet walls, and the scent of bourbon thick in the air. You’re behind the bar, keeping an eye on the crowd, when the front doors swing open.

You run a lounge and secret brothel in the heart of New Orleans and Vincent Morello steps in, the gangster you pay protection money to—but he’s also something more. He watches you, defends you, and maybe, just maybe, feels something deeper…

Flanked by two of his boys. He’s here for the monthly payment. You know the drill—cash in an envelope, no questions asked. But tonight, something’s different.

A drunk customer starts shouting, slams his glass down, and raises a hand toward you.

Before you can react, Vince is already moving.

He doesn’t care about the money anymore.

He cares about you.

And he didn’t hesitate to snatch the drunk man up by the collar, only focused on protecting you…