It seems like his plan is full of doubts because I'm not confident that I can convince anyone of my worth, especially when they are accusing me of working with terrorists. It's crazy  to think that his plan will work out, but I'm grateful that he's giving me a chance instead of just sending me to death.

"Tomorrow we are going to attend the meeting, and you can show the council how smart you truly are." He smirked at me. I hated this fake smirk.

I just laid myself down and pulled the blanket on my head. He went to his room and shut the door behind him. I'm so lost in my thoughts right now. Can I even trust him? Creating internal organs is an immensely challenging task, and if I manage to succeed, it could mean that Germany will win the war. Many nations have attempted this endeavor, but none have achieved success due to the need for specialized equipment, substantial resources, and skilled professionals. However, even if I accomplish it, I might still face repercussions. Agreeing to his offer would constitute a betrayal of my country, but refusing could result in my immediate demise. Perhaps with more time, I could strategize an escape plan. Either way, my situation is fucked up so I just play along and see where it gets me.

I fell asleep but was awakened by strange noises in the middle of the night. As I sat up and looked around, I couldn't see anything unusual. But then, I heard some strange squeaking sounds near the window and the door. The thought of someone trying to break in and take me away made me shiver and my heart started racing. Suddenly, adrenaline kicked in and I jumped off the couch. The room was so dark that I could barely see anything, except for some faint lights coming from outside the window which helped me to see my surroundings. I ran away searching for the door, which led to the bathroom, and tried to open it. Suddenly the door went open and Killian appeared in front of me. He was half naked, only with his trousers, and narrowed his eyes after seeing me near the door.

"What the hell are you doing?" He asked with a sleepy voice.

"The.. There someone." I turned around and showed to the window." Someone inside."
He turned on the light and gazed at me with a surprised look, then shook his head.

"You sick or what?" He asked and touched my forehead." Maybe I hit you too hard last time?"

"No." I raised my voice." I heard something. "

"Yeah, probably my robot, which is cleaning the floor." He gestured his hand to a corner. Then I focused my gaze and saw the round black plate, which was moving around and making this stupid noise.

"Ahh. But maybe there was someone..."

"There is no one." He cut me off." Only my chip can open these doors, and this house has so many securing systems that it is impossible to break in here. You are being paranoid, get yourself together, and go to sleep."

Even if there is no one, I won't be able to sleep in this room with this stupid robot. Of course, I'm being paranoid. Who wouldn't after everything I went through? Killian gazed at me because my body shook like crazy.

"Okay, only because you have to be in good condition tomorrow, I will offer you to sleep in my bed." He spoke and smacked his lips.

"There?" I gestured to his bed. "With you or what?"

"Well, I won't sleep on the couch, so alone there. "He gazed at the couch, and then back to his bed. "Or with me in there."

The choices he gave me were so ridiculous, but still better than no choice at all. I need sleep because soon there will be a meeting with his colleagues and if I look like shit they won't even listen to me, I have to try my best at that meeting, otherwise, I'm going to be sent to the camp.

"I don't want to sleep alone. Your apartment is scary. " This sounded lame from a thirty-year-old woman with a doctorate degree in engineering and biomedicine but I don't give a shit anymore.

"Na, dann komm," Killian spoke in German as if he knew that I understood him. I bet he knew because he probably had all the information about me, and I did learn the German language for a few years.

He went back to bed, and I followed him. It felt strange to lay down near the same person who hit me with a pistol twice, imprisoned me, and almost sent me to a prison camp, and now we were sleeping in the same bed. What the hell is going on? He is smart and probably understood that having me by his side could bring him fame and money. If I succeed and create internal organ replacements, Germany will be the first country to do it, and I'm sure someone is going to take those rewards for me. Also, I'm not the ugliest woman in the world so he probably wants to use me as his bitch. Despite everything he is being nice to me. He was nice from the beginning. Sure, he had hurt me, but I imagine everything could be way worse if it was someone else taking care of me. The warmth coming from his body made me feel sleepy. Although he was an asshole, and one part of me hated him so much, he still had something that made me feel safe. I woke up and immediately moved away from him because I was hugging him. Did I hug him while I was asleep? I felt so embarrassed. Killian seemed to be still asleep, so maybe he hadn't noticed it.

"Why did you do that?" He murmured to the pillow and wrapped his arm around my waist." I missed how it feels."

My heartbeat raised again, and I tried to control my breathing so that he didn't feel my excitement. Everything about this is so wrong. Is he out of his mind? He is a high-ranked official who is sleeping with a prisoner. Maybe for them, it was normal to use prisoners to satisfy their desires, but he acts like he truly cares about me. I bet no one else would have allowed me to sleep in their bed. I remained quiet and stared at the ceiling until my eyes met his face, getting near mine. His eyes were so beautiful, and it seemed that he was looking straight at my soul.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He asked without realizing that he was the one who stared at me.

"Because you are so close to me."

"Well, it's my bed." He laughed softly.

"Yeah, I should go." I sat up immediately, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him.

"No, stay." He said it like it was some kind of command, and I froze in place. Why is he acting so weird? I'm not his girlfriend, I'm his prisoner. Our eyes met I got scared and turned my gaze away.

"What's wrong?" He tilted his head after noticing how concerned I was.

"Nothing. "I ran my fingers through my hair nervously. "It's just. You know, it's strange."

"I know. " He sat up and grabbed his face with both hands. "I don't know what is going on with me."

"Well, perhaps you should consider transferring the case to someone else before you get in trouble," I spoke after a moment of silence. "Or do you want to take a risk? It is indeed worth it when I think that you will get the rewards afterward."

As his eyes widened, I noticed his jaw tense up in response to my words. Perhaps I spoke too harshly, but it was the truth. It was clear to me why he had kept me here, but I couldn't understand why he acted as if he cared about my well-being.

"Don't get too cozy, sweetheart." He grabbed my face with his hand and squeezed it hard. "I expect some respect if you want to survive. Understood?"

I nodded my head and sighed as he removed his hand from my face. He is right. I can't provoke him if I want to get out of there alive. Suddenly, a loud knock on the door startled both of us and we jumped out of bed.

"Ah, scheisse." Killian searched for his clothes. "The council is here."

"It's 9 AM," I mumbled after noticing the time. We overslept the meeting. My chip is blocked, so none of its functions are working, so as an alarm clock, but how did he manage to forget the meeting? Killian dressed up quickly and gave some clothes to me. Black pants which surprisingly fit well and a navy blue jumper. It looked like shit but still better than nothing. I have to prepare my speech, I don't even know what to say when we start the meeting.

"Come on, schneller." He spoke with his harsh German accent and grabbed my hand while pulling me out of the bedroom.

I looked at the mirror which hand on the wall, and felt even more terrible. I do look like a shit, the bruises on my forehead, dark eye bags, messy hair. It is better when I do not look in the mirror because my reflection kills my whole confidence. I heard voices speaking on the other side of the door, and this time knocking was way louder. My heart was racing again, and I tried to calm myself down. What is he going to tell them about the delay?

"Maya, don't scream." He whispered." I have no other choice, sorry."

The fact that he just apologized to me surprised me more than his actions. He came closer and grabbed my shoulder with one arm. I got confused, but then he hit my jaw so hard that I almost lost my consciousness. Killian pushed me to sit on a chair and went to the door.

"Major Sternbrink." Deep male voice spoke after the doors went open. "Was it los? Warum seit ihr nicht gekommen?"

Killian explained them something about me but he was speaking fast, and really intense so I wasn't even trying to listen what was he talking about because my head was spinning around and I felt like I'm going to pass out at any moment. I leaned my back on the chair and inhaled deeply. I need to get my shit together, as the consequences of losing consciousness could be dire - waking up in the camp or not waking up at.

"Well, then we should procced now. The next bus to the prison camp is waiting for her. Especially if she already wants to escape your cozy home. " The voice gladly spoke as three people entered the room. Two men and a woman stood before me, all of them appearing to be around fifty years old. Unlike Killian, they didn't have a joyful charisma; instead, they appeared angry and cold.

"Mrs. Kruch." Spoke with one of the guys. "We don't need to explain to you why are we here, right?"

"Mhm," I mumbled while holding my face. Shit, he hit me hard this time. The punch with the pistol was not that bad compared to this one.

"Gut." They exchanged glances with Killian and then looked at me while I stared at the space trough them.

"Tell us, Mrs. Kruch." The woman came closer to me. "Is it right that you have already developed a project for internal organ replacements? We have seen your files and work documents. It seems that no one else has tried your methods yet. Would you be able to start the project if we provide you the equipment and a team?"

After remaining silent for a moment, I glared at Killian who stood behind them. He nodded his head, indicating that I should agree. They want me to start my project and are going to provide me with everything I need. It was my dream, my life's work, but I know how it will end. They will use me only until I get the work done, and no one will ever know that I did it. Unfortunately, there is no other way but to agree.

"Yes," I answered shortly. "If you give me what I need, I can create replacements."

"Mrs. Kruch, we offer you to work for us, and you will be protected until the end of the project." Spoke the older man who stood near Killian.

"It would be a shame to waste a smart and talented person like you Mrs. Kruch." The fat guy with the mustache smiled at me.

"And after the project?" I asked and tilted my head to the side.

"We will speak about it when you are done with the work." The woman spoke emotionless. Of course, we will speak. I'm sure there will be no speech afterward.

"Alles klar. It was not so complicated, wasn't it?" She smirked. "We need to discuss the rest, Killian." She gestured for him to follow her, and they left the apartment.

Alright, alright, alright! Guys, it took me a while until I could find time for this book, but here we go. I will continue this one, and hope that you will be there for it :) Your votes, comments, and support mean a lot to me, so feel free to leave a comment and your opinion :) Love you all