Three years later and the gang has all moved on with their lives, while Icy remains behind bars. Danaë is living life best alongside long-time lover Peanut. Since their relocation to Miami they've received nothing but opportunities and happiness. But when a life changing event takes place in their home town, the most important day of their lives turn into a bloodshed war. Leaving both of them caught in a crossfire that changes their lives forever. Tiana is annoyed with her everyday life but not as annoyed as she is with her non committed boyfriend, Tech. When one of her longtime friendenemies return to fuck up her life, she tries to figure out what she's doing with it, while trying her hardest to hold onto her "relationship". But when a familiar face comes into town, she's willing to risk it all to get away, jeopardizing her relationship and life. Over in the city of Atlanta, Mónéy Matters keeps a low profile and minds her business, so when something outrageous happens, she's confused and suspicious. Strange things start to happen around her, making her question her safety and the FBI. On top of that Mónéy is hiding a secret of her own, that can blow her cover and get her caught up. A phone call from the hospital sends her running back to the very place that she swore she would never return to. Everyone is living their lives differently but something or someone always draws them to back to the grimy streets of New Orleans! When an enemy resurfaces, two brothers go against each other, and a hidden secret is exposed, no one will be safe and it'll have them all doing something shady to keep their secrets from being exposed. Read and find out just how DIRTY, Mónéy and the gang can be!

His body was as powerful and sexual as I remembered it, he had gotten another tattoo on his shoulder since the last time, a few more scars then I remembered on his chest. His back rippled with muscles as he pulled on a fresh white shirt, my eyes transfixed as he took his time buttoning it up. Somehow it was almost more of a turn on watching him put on his clothes than him taking them off, almost. He wiped the blood off his hands with a kitchen apron in a slow steady motion and I pressed myself back against the wall when his eyes focused on me. My eyes flittered to the back door and I battled with myself on whether or not I could make it before he caught me, I couldn't. He tossed the apron over an empty sink and stalked towards me slowly, a predator in every sense of the word and my eyes drifted to the bloody mess of a man on the kitchen floor, was that going to be me in a second? He stopped just in front of me and reached out to stroke my cheek and I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch despite knowing better. My eyes snapped open when he grabbed my chin tightly and forced me to look at him, was this it, was he going to snap my neck and dispose of my body now? "Touch another man again, and I will kill you" his voice was low and promising and I swallowed as he let go of my chin, pressing a rough kiss to my lips before grabbing my elbow and dragging me out of the kitchen. So much for that arrangement...