Lorraine Anderson
Major Lorraine Anderson...
The look of an innocent,
yet so dangerous.

Daughter of the General Army of Queen City.
While Youths in her age play with guys she plays with guns.
Real guns.
A stunning, hot, humble, dangerous, hot field surgeon who serves the army at the same time.
Jetblack hair like no other, electric blue eyes that could capture someone's soul in seconds.
The figure of a true Goddess, able to kill just with her looks.

Damon Owens
Lieutenant General Damon Owens...
He himself has the body of a model, a god, pure perfection. no mistake.
Darkest, most piercing eyes ever have seen.
He's cold exterior, his attitude his powerful aura making him more powerful than anything.
His body is a weapon of its own.
A fierce Leader, with great potential.
Born to lead, born to fight, born to protect, and of course born to kill.

Put these two in one unit, you shouldn't be expecting anything but Chaos, Love, Hurt, and Betrayal.

Lorraines Bullet

My Dad always said that drinking is bad, of course, I knew that, but I don't think he meant health-wise. I am very sure he meant Career-,Love-,Life-,Money- Wise. I have been running around camp for the past one hour, rethinking all the decisions I have made in my lifetime. If there is anything I regret in this life is probably letting beer take over my actions. Beads of sweat were rolling down my face, my legs were tired but I pushed them to do more. 


I was out of breath but if I stop now I would probably start doing other stupid things. My first option was to practice shooting in the set-up shooting range, but I can't risk waking anyone up. Most importantly not now, I can't have anyone seeing me now, I brought enough shame upon myself for one night. 


Three hours. I have been doing sports for three straight hours. 


My father would be proud. If only the reason for my activeness didn't lie with shame. 


Chapter 15