The White Lily

Chapter 11 **WARNING**

**WARNING NSFW BLOOD GORE**

Roman sighed and furiously clicked his pen. He sat in this stupid meeting for longer than he needed to.

He sat with the Colonels as they decided whether or not to save Winter. He didn't realize this needed debating.

He heard her screams, her cries. The sounds of them torturing her to find out why she abandoned the League. He almost lost himself every night as he listened through the diamond studs.

They knew where she was, but entering the League estate would cause problems for TF. But the League had a member of TF locked up. As much as she vehemently refused to be a member, taking a contract with TF made her a member regardless.

It had been months since he last saw her. The way she tasted as he feasted on her. How she looked in his clothes. Her smile, her attitude. Fuck.

He would get her back. He would burn down the fucking League to get her back. He would kill anyone who stood in his fucking way.

His pen snapped in his hand, causing ink to bleed onto his hand. An assistant walked over and handed him a towel, giving him a smile that made him uncomfortable. She had been trying for years to get him in her bed. He didn't even remember her name.

He wiped the ink off his hands as he listened to his superiors. Enzo was demanding they get her back, that she was an important asset to the fall of the Elders and the League.

He couldn't sit by anymore, not while he heard her pain every night. Calling out for him to save her. Begging for mercy from the Elders. Her sobs as she admitted to her brother that she was a traitor. He never meant for this to happen. She wasn't supposed to take the fall for him. She was supposed to stay put and let TF handle this. But she was stubborn. He knew she would leave.

He stood up and slammed his hands down on the table. "We already fucking know where she is. What is there left to argue about? Enzo is right. She would be a fantastic asset. And if there are any questions regarding her loyalty then know this. She took the fall for your orders. She gave herself up to the League to protect us. And when I go get her, I will watch her and make sure she follows every order."

Enzo sighed and the others frowned. "Can you give us your word, Lieutenant Nikolic," one of them said.

Roman nodded. "If she fails, I offer my life."

They all looked at one another before nodding.

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The Elders had come days ago, telling me that, although they originally wanted me to live, they would kill me. They said I knew too much, Like how they had their hands in a lot of world leaders and politicians. One of them mentioned world domination but I was out of it. I would be killed today.

My family didn't get to say goodbye.

I sat in my cell. They had beaten me again.

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The sound of gunshots and banging woke me up. I blinked and tried to wake up. The door to my cell shook as explosions rocked the earth.

Fear spiked through my heart. What the fuck was going on?

The door crashed to the ground, dust and smoke billowing in the air. I coughed and tried to cover my face with my shoulder.

A man, in Titan Force fatigues, large tattoos, a black Japanese Oni mask, walked in, brandishing a large gun.

I knew who it was. I tried to shake out of my restraints, crying and calling out to him over the explosions.

He saw me and raced over, dropping to his knees to embrace me, his hold impossibly tight on me. He was shuddering. Was Roman crying? He looked at me, his eyes watery. "I'm here, kis madár."