Warsaw's POV

I didn't know what happened to me after they shoot me and I heard Karsten's voice. I didn't know what was real and what was my fantasy caused by pain. I saw horses and my family. I was flying and sinking. Sometimes I saw Karsten. He was telling me to stay with him and don't go. Was it real? I didn't think so. He won't be able to be nice, right? But in that time everything was different. I felt paralyzed. And I just let my mind to turn off.

Berlin's POV

Why I was taking care of her? Why I saved her? She was my enemy. But I took care of her and tried as much as I can to keep her alive. But she was dying. Her warriors were brave and were still fighting for her city but it couldn't help her. She was going to die anyway.

"Oh Warsaw" I said. "You'd better stay alive or your brother is going to kill me."

She was still in comma. Even if Aleksandra, as every city was healing faster than mortal she was still extremely weak. Scars covered her back, arms. She had two tattoos. One, from concentration camp, her number on her back and second, Kotwica, symbol of fighting Poland. Brave girl. She didn't deserve what happened. But you can't change something that happened. You just have to move on. I sighed and looked at her again. After week she looked like vegetable. But when I turned around to took bowl with water she moaned. I looked at Ola. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around.

"Am I in heaven?" Warsaw asked but than she noticed me. "Oh no. You're here so it means that I'm in hell."

I smirked. "Hah, as nice as usually".

"You don't have to listen if you don't want. And actually what I'm doing here? And where am I?"

I ignored first sentence and focused on her questions. "You're in my house and I saved you after you were shot. I took care of you. And you better don't stand up because you don't look really strong at the moment."

"Hah, you think that I'll do what you want? Nope! I'm definitely going to stand up!" she screamed and tried to stand up which ended with epic fail.

"I told you" I smirked and the only thing that I heard was aggressive growl from the ground.

"Oh shut up already!"

Warsaw tried to stand up without my help. Stubborn Pole.

"Grr… Why you look at me like that? Help me!"

I picked Ola up and lied her on bed.

"Are you trying to rape me again? Finally I won't try to protect myself and hurt you. I'm too weak" she said and looked away. I shouldn't be startled by this question. I actually expected that she's going to ask me about this.

"No, I'm not. Why should I? I mean, yeah, I know that I did to you and why should I do this again?" I asked and than smirked. "You weren't that good"

When girl looked at me I knew that she's going to kill me for this later. I blushed. Even though she didn't like what I've done to her I shouldn't tell her this. Oh damn it!

"And still you don't have any strength to rebel. " that was true.

"Urgh, maybe you're right" she growled. "But I don't care. I can do this!"

I smirked and stared at her. Oh Gott, she was strong girl.

Days and weeks passed by as she was slowly recovering from her injuries. I was helping her as much as I could. Whenever officers were coming I was telling them that she's mine. They didn't try anything. Even though Warsaw didn't trust me I didn't care about what she thinks about me. And maybe I should.

When it happened I was sitting in the living room on a couch and Ola was snuggled in blanket while she was reading her book. Than suddenly somebody knocked to the door. Warsaw looked at me but didn't say anything.

"Weird… I told them not to bother us." I murmured and went to open the door.

Warsaw's POV

When I heard that somebody's knocking to the door I just thought that it's some officer again. Since Berlin saved me I was living with him as his doll and prisoner. Whenever he wanted go somewhere with I had to listen to him. I was meeting other officers, talking as every proper lady should and tried to ignore this act of betrayal. When I was in Poland every woman who was meeting with German was caught and we were shaving her hair or doing other not nice things. And now? Now I was German's doll. His little lady, always ready to accompany him and show as a precious and delicate flower unable to fight. I was disgusted with myself but he hidden all his weapon so I couldn't kill myself. How long I was lasting like this? I still don't know. Probably I would be still his flower if not that day. First I heard somebody falling down and this voice. Voice so familiar and so much-loved.

"Feliks" I whispered and quickly stood up. Two boys were fighting with each other.

"…IT'S BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU SHOULD BE DEAD! YOU KILLED MY SISTER…" Feliks shouted. And than I understood what happened. He thought that I'm dead. I looked from behind the corner and when Karsten saw he quickly showed me to hide. I did it. I growled when I realized that I'm listening to him again. When I looked again they were pointing guns at each other. Even though Karsten raped me and hurt me. Even though he used me as his doll I couldn't let him die. I ran between them. And than I felt fire. I was burning, I felt hot blood and my heart slowing down. Was I dying? It was second time when I thought that it's the end. But this time it was more serious. I was dying not only because of my enemy. But also because of my brother. I fainted.