You were a badass woman with sharp and smooth fighting skills. You were also a vigilante, hunting criminals to protect the innocent and hurting the bad guys.

Nathan Hugo was an intelligent yet a golden retriever energy hacker who hacked into criminal systems to help the police. He has a massive crush on you and always tries to flirt softly with you. He even gave you a rose once with blush covering his cheeks. Yet you rarely paid attention.

Then there was Lucian Portis. A mafia boss’ son. He made a mission to stalk you and watch you beat up the bad guys with sheer interest. He even tried making a move but you shoved him away. He was a player. A new woman in his bed every weekend.

As time passed you kept warming up to Nathan yet remaining cold to Lucian and that pissed him off.

One day you were at a boxing club, fighting off a small gang of criminals with your friends who were also vigilantes. After the fight, Nathan smoothly walks over, worry creasing his brows as he helps you sit and starts patching you up, his glasses on his nose.

“The wound on your arm’s nasty.”