She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

"I just can't stand Ben anymore." She admitted truthfully, and maybe she would have kept this information to herself if she wasn't drunk. "All he does is drink and plays video games, we don't sleep together, he hasn't touched me in almost a year I'm 35 years old and I know my marriage is failing." She vented to her best friends. She'd been holding that in for months, she didn't want to continuously tell her friends how unhappy she was in her marriage, she just didn't want to be that friend. "He doesn't come to anything the kids are involved in, but you know who is there?" Isabella asked. "Ambrose." Monica answered noticing it herself, she made sure to make it to her god children's games and or dance competitions whenever she wasn't working. She noticed that Ambrose was at all the games and dance competitions cheering them on, he was always helping them practice, he was good with all 3 of Isabella's kids it was hard not to notice how they'd clung onto him. "Is it wrong that I still felt the same way I did in high school?" Isabella asked, she'd finally admitted it out loud and she knew for sure in that moment she was indeed still in love with him, and she fought this hard. "Izzy, you still love Ambrose?" Tory asked, shocked.

Loyalty in the streets is everything-until it isn't. Chris thought Dave was his brother, his ride-or-die, but that all changed the day Dave set him up, leaving Chris to take the fall for a crime he didn't commit. Five years behind bars gave Chris nothing but time-to plan, to scheme, and to wait. Now he's back, and Dave has no idea that the man he betrayed knows the truth. Chris is about to flip the script, and this time, it's Dave's life that's about to crumble. In the game of betrayal, Karma always comes back around.

Quinn Matthews is a whole vibe-a certified boss in the operating room and a straight-up genius. She graduated college early, became a surgeon before most people even figured out their majors, and now she's making six figures, saving lives, and getting respect in the medical field. Raised in the heart of the projects, Quinn's the real definition of "came from nothing, made it to something." She's got the house, the car, the career, the whole package. But when it comes to men? That's where things get... complicated. No matter how high she rises, Quinn can't seem to shake her love for hood boys. The same type of dudes who bring drama, lies, and nothing but trouble into her life. They've got the charm, the swagger, and that street energy that pulls Quinn back every time. She knows they're no good for her, but the chemistry? The thrill? The kind of love she grew up on? That's something she can't walk away from. At 25, Indigo's life is nothing like Quinn's. Once the prince of the streets, he's been on a downward spiral since the Blackwell family took over the game, wiping out his family's empire and leaving him broke. The Mitchells and the Blackwells have been at war for generations, their feud fueled by their fathers' gang rivalry. When the Blackwells came out on top, Indigo lost everything-money, respect, and, worst of all, his parents, whose deaths he blames on the Blackwell patriarch. His hatred for the Blackwells is personal, and he's vowed never to let it go. But just when Indigo thinks life can't hit him harder, he discovers his little sister, Nyla, is dating a Blackwell- a Mitchell family enemy through and through. The betrayal cuts deep, and Indigo's world spins out of control. Torn between his loyalty to his family, his grudge against the Blackwells, and his chaotic relationship with Quinn, Indigo finds himself drowning in secrets, lies, and the ghosts of his past.