In this city, you don't play the game. The game plays you."

To the elite of Manhattan, Brenda Banks is a porcelain doll-the billionaire heiress who has it all, yet struggles with a "fragile" disposition. But the local gossip columns don't know the truth: Brenda is a woman living on a razor's edge, fueled by a dangerous addiction to the very pills that are poisoning the city streets.

One woman. Two lives. Zero inhibitions.

When the sun goes down, the socialite vanishes. In her place stands Lady Luck, a vigilante draped in emerald silk and a translucent green veil. She doesn't fight for justice; she fights for the rush. Each raid on a drug den, each blade pressed to a throat, is a high more powerful than any chemical-a desperate attempt to feel alive in a world that wants her sedated.

The hunter becomes the lover.

Chief Thomas Hardy is the only man who knows Brenda's scars. He's the protector who pulls her back from the edge during the day, never realizing he's hunting her at night. But as the "Omega Strain" hits the streets, their cat-and-mouse game turns into a carnal collision.

When the mask falls and the secrets are stripped away, Brenda and Hardy are forced into a final, lethal gamble. In a world of vice, violence, and forbidden desire, the stakes are simple: Win it all, or lose your soul.