The story takes place in a fictional place called "Sorena", Sorena has a 2000 years of historical presence with a rival country that separated itself from Sorena about 100 years ago called "Nidora" after a political dispute, our story takes place in Myza, the capital of Sorena, Sorena is heavily governed by military and tyrannical regime, led by a guy named "Patrick Fin" known as "The riser", a pure tyrant who's sole aim is to sabotage or as he put it "take the Nidorian land back with glory", Soranians however are dying from hunger because Patrick has decided to allot more than half of his resources into building an army as well as a nuclear weapon to fearmonger Nidora into submitting, Year by year it's army grows but it's normal citizens resort to working like slaves to make the ends meet. Their kids get to go to government school where they are doctored to believe that every other country outside wants to suppress and hinder Sorena's progress, that they must rise up and build an army to take the control back and establish a nation they could be proud of. One such soldier is "Nia Sena". a beautiful girl with blonde hair extending to her shoulders, about 5'3 in height, round face and green eyes, tends to wear glasses when she's off duty, age 23, married to another solider names "Dorian Morigan" for past 6 months.
There has been a bit of disturbance in the air lately at the royal palace, a Soranian messenger has confirmed that Nidora has hired an assassin to assassinate Patrick Fin and that he has already entered into the Myza, the capital of Sorena, living among the citizens, Nia and her duty partner James Qin along with other soldiers were brought into the conference room to warm them of the danger and be alert by Second In Command (2IC), "Bridget Morigan", they were then released to get back to duty. While Nia and James kept guard on the roof top, James yawned and gazed far off into the distance at the faint lines of other land
James: You think it's true that there's an assassin in the town?
Nia suspended her coms and turned her head into James's direction
Nia: Could be, Bridget wouldn't be so worked up otherwise.
James: Please, she's always worked up, stubborn ass bitch, is she always like that? back at apartment as well?
Nia: I don't visit her place that often.... Fortunately, Dorian likes to stay in our own apartment. Though she's a bit of bitch. Dorian is probably jealous, he wasn't selected to be the deputy. He has given up since, reverted back to a beer belly and lazy ass. Doesn't help that Bridget scolds him
James: i feel for him. Must have crushed his courage.
Nia: it did...
Nia and James went back to the duty until late night when the night shift team arrived and the previous team was put off duty, they returned back to their government allotted apartment that was established close to the palace, Nia grabbed the keys from the pocket and unlocked the door, stepping inside a combined kitchen and hall apartment with a bedroom on the far north west, let out a warm sigh as she hit the lights and put the gun into the stand, took off her vest and walked over to the mirror, fixed her lock of hair and set them free for them to roam, took off her black uniform, went into the bedroom to change into something more comfortable before she went over to the kitchen to prepare food for herself and her husband Dorian Morigan.
Arranged marriages is a common and standard practice in Sorena, the government collects the data of each individual and presents matches for the individual. If the family agrees for the proposed match their kids get married. Such was the case for normal citizens and the official authorities were an exception since they were in position. Divorce was heavily sneered at and shunned at like some sacrilegious practice. The didn't have a religion but they collectively believed in the god named "Desmier"
Dorian opened the door and set the gun aside, Nia's eyes quickly seek the door and smiled as Dorian entered, watching him take off his boots then his uniform, placing his cigarettes, his wallet and pistol on the table close to the couch. Dorian took a glance at Nia in the kitchen only to ignore her and step towards the bedroom to get freshen up, Nia shouts to make her voice heard
Nia: Dinner is almost ready
Dorian shouts back from the bedroom's toilet
Dorian: Yeah, I saw that
Nia ignored that and finished up cooking food, she laid it all over the table in two separate bowels. put bread on the plate and poured both herself and Dorian wine. She dragged her chair and sat down in it, waiting for Dorian to return
About 5 minutes later, Dorian returned and tossed the towel to the chair's back rest, dragging his chair and sitting down, looking at Nia for a glance before he started eating the food in peace. To break the silence Nia spoke up
Nia: You think there's an assassin roaming in our street? trying to kill Patrick?
Dorian raised his eyes to glance at Nia's face and answered with a cold tone
Dorian: I'm trying to eat and I'm too tired to have that discussion
Nia paused in his position and answered in a softer more submissive tone
Nia: Sorry about that.
What once was a peaceful silence was now carrying tension within it, It didn't take long for Dorian to finish his meal and put the dishes in the sink. He walked over to the couch and sat down with an exhale, his eyes roamed around the apartment and eventually laid on the box of cigarette he put down after entering and grabbed it quickly, Nia had finished her meal and she put the dishes in the sink to join her husband at the couch, she fixed her green top and her running leggings before she sat down. Dorian grabbed his lighter and opened the case to flick the lighter but couldn't get the flames to burn
Nia: Here.... Let me help out
Nia took the lighter from his hand and attempted to flick the lighter twice, bringing the flame on the 3rd attempt and smiled, she licked her lips and brought it to his cigarette, Dorian glanced at her eyes then leaned into the flames to light up his cigarette and took a deep drag, reclining against the couch and exhaling the smoke in the air, Nia put the flame out and put the lighter back on the table.
Nia: everything okay, honey?
Dorian simply nodded and stood up, walking back into the bedroom to get to bed
Dorian: turn off the lights when you return
Nia sighed in disappointment then hit the lights before she went into the bedroom, sitting down at the side of bed and looked at Dorian, spread her legs, passively hinting what she wanted. Dorian sure did pick up the hint but he acted oblivious and kept smoking his cigarette, Frustrated Nia spoke up in a soft yet submissive tone
Nia: it's been so long
Dorian: I know.... I'm not in the mood night
Nia: What can i do to get you in the mood?
Dorian closed his eyes and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke in the air then put his cigarette in the ashtray on his side of nightstand
Dorian: I'm tired.... Good night
Nia parted her lips to say something but she refrained from bringing words to life and simply laid down facing the ceiling. It seemed like mere 2 minutes had passed when Dorian suddenly rolled over to face Nia, Nia with her open eyes saw Dorian turning to face her, her eyes opened wide watching Dorian get on top of her, her cheeks blushed immediately, turning red from both excitement and surprise
Nia: Do-Dorian....
Dorian gazed in between her green eyes and leaned into her face, his facial hair grazed against her mouth, eyes darted in between hers and his bulged crotch touched her lower stomach. Nia didn't say much but she didn't fight it, on the contrary, she put her hands on his cheeks, her lips parted thinking she's going to get some action tonight, the smell of ashes from Dorian's mouth was stronger now that he was close up but she didn't seem to mind it. Rather she embraced her smokey breath
Dorian parted his lips and locked against hers, his hips moved in response to the kiss Nia returned and he grinded his lower body against hers. A moan escaped Nia's lips and her soft voice collided against his lips
Nia: mmm yes baby.... Take me.... I've been craving for you for so long.
Dorian opened his eyes and withdrew from the kiss, licked his lips and rolled back over as if he successfully deceived Nia, leaving her hungry in the middle of the desert, Nia clenched his fist in frustration and rolled over to her side of bed, facing away from him. Though she never smoked, her mouth now had picked up the taste of tobacco. she closed her eyes and tried her best to fall asleep
The next morning, Nia rolled over in her half asleep state, extending her hand to Dorian's side of bed to find it empty, that was enough to snap her out of sleep, making her sit up and look around, she quickly glanced at her wall clock to notice it was already 6 am, her body was naturally trained to wake up at 6 am, she quickly got up on her feet and made her way to the kitchen, picking up on the sound of kettle on her way and as she entered into the hall and looked right, Dorian was standing there holding his cigarette, next to the kettle on the stove
Nia: G..... Good morning....
Dorian turned around and took a deep drag of his cigarette with a slight smirk on the corner of his lips
Dorian: Good morning.... Making coffee for both of us
Nia smiled faintly and nodded silently before she went into the washroom to freshen up, when she returned, the coffee had been waiting for her at the table in front of the couch. Dorian took a drag of his cigarette, held it in and exhaled before he took a sip of coffee and let out a sigh of satisfaction
Dorian: Fuck... i needed that
Nia smiled watching her husband smiling and she took her seat in the couch next to him, Smiled and took a sip of the coffee after picking it up
