A vigilante haunted by his past.
A mob heir searching for truth.
They meet as enemies, burn as lovers, and collide as something far more dangerous.
Jason wasn’t meant to get involved. It was supposed to be a lead—a name buried in a ledger tied to Gotham’s black market. But then he met you. You weren’t afraid of him. Didn’t flinch when he raised his voice. You just watched him—steady, sharp, like you already knew he’d fold eventually.