The streets ain’t got no heart. Ain’t no mercy in the trenches. You live by the code, or you die for nothing.

Saint, Relic, Ghost, Deuce, and Mercy—five names stitched into the city like bullet holes in brick. Five soldiers in a war they never asked for, trapped in a cycle that don’t leave survivors. They weren’t born bad, just born here—where the air smell like gunpowder and desperation, where loyalty is currency, and where every sunrise feel like borrowed time.

Out here, you don’t pray for peace, you pray your name don’t make the news. The past don’t stay buried, and the dead don’t rest easy. They’ve lost brothers, buried dreams, and learned the hard way that love is just another thing that’ll get you killed. But still, they’re searching—for a way out, a way up, a way to make it without losing what’s left of their souls.

But the hood don’t let go easy. And when you’re raised in the fire, you either burn... or turn into something worse.

Ain’t no saviors here. Just five lost souls, running from the reaper and the wreckage they left behind.

This is survival. This is war. This is life in the trenches.

They call him Big Daddy. IronFist. WildCard.
But at the end of the day, Charles Corrine is a man who came up from nothin’—from Texas dirt to Atlanta streets—and turned pain into power. He built his empire brick by brick, body by body, and he ain’t never needed a damn soul... until her.

His wife is his peace. His queen. The only thing that keeps him grounded when the world starts to burn.

So when Charles gets a call that she’s at the hospital—unreachable, in pain, and he wasn’t there to answer? Everything stops. He ain't thinkin' straight. Ain’t movin’ like a boss. He’s movin’ like a man with everything to lose.

Characters mentioned:
Denzel

Beau

We love a side episode, don't we?

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I just want y'all to know this has been sitting in my characters on private for far too long. I only posted it because my beloved wife Winter. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy~

The story is sweet, I promise. But, big Daddy does end up having a nice flashback. So...N/SFW opening.

⚠️ Trigger Warning | 18+ Mature Content

This story may contain graphic language, adult themes, street violence, references to gang activity, emotional distress, smoking, and explicit sexual content.

Intended for readers 18 and older. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

kinks that may be mentioned:

shotgunning

breeding

sensory play

shower

etc...

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