In This gritty, ATL love story where loyalty and truth sometimes conflicts with dishonesty and deceit, you are introduced to the dynamic husband and wife duo, Quia and Method Santone. Due to a life changing event Method is now a "reformed" hustla who has left the game, and all of its attributes behind. He's been trying extremely hard to stay on the straight and narrow as he transitions himself into a new found, family man. In search of something better for him and his family, and determined not to fail, Method humbles himself and takes on a job working as what he thought would be top security for one of his father-in-law's mega churches; in spite of how much they despise one another. In the beginning, all is well but Method soon comes to the realization, while on his quest to becoming a new man, that even when you switch up the game, the hustle still remains the same. Quia on the other hand has never seen the day where she has had to hustle hard or struggle for anything. Being the daughter of a notorious Kingpin, turned pastor, definitely had its perks. She was always rewarded with nothing but the best. You name it; she had it, mansions on hilltops and the best educations that money could buy were just a part of the territory. She had any and everything a young girl her age could ever want, right at her disposal. To say that she was spoiled would have been an understatement, and unfortunately for those around her, they got to experience it firsthand, but we all know that a person can have all the money, matters, and materialistic treasures in the world and still be miserable; Quia was no exception to the rule. Quia's household was far from perfect, but to the outside world, her life was something that one could only dream about; to her however, it was a nightmare that she couldn't seem to wake up from...thanks to her father Thomas. Thomas is a smooth talking ladies' man that can't keep his hands to himself. He demands respect, and doesn't mind getting his hands dirty. Is that a crime? Maybe...maybe not, but when you're married, preaching the gospel, and spreading your holy water on more than just the congregation, it definitely may be a recipe for disaster, that not even a prayer to God can get him out of. No one is exempt from his tom foolery when it comes to matters of the heart...or the lack thereof. Not even his wife, who should've had Everlast embedded on her forehead, when is enough really going to be enough?