A Gift from the Goddess

“Pretty narne,” Miles said, sliding into the driver’s seat. 

“Where to?” 

“My apartment isn’t far. If you could drop me off there, I would appreciate it.” Miles promptly started the ignition of the car and began driving per the instructions I gave him.

 It wouldn’t be a very long journey but I used every second to think over all the little details in my head. Making sure there was absolutely no room for error. 

Because errors could mean death. However, the entire time I could feel the gaze of some of the men in the back, making my skin crawl uncomfortably. I knew what they were thinking about me. I could tell without even looking. 

A pretty, vulnerable girl alone in their car? Yeah, it didn’t take a genius. But interactions like this were just a part of the job. I was used to it. 

We arrived at the location I requested before too long had passed and I turned to Miles with a now more timid smile. 

“My place is just around the corner…,” I started, brushing some of my long black hair behind my ear nervously. 

“Um… if it’s not too much trouble, would it be okay if you walked me to my door? I think I’m still a little bit shaken from earlier….” 

He looked as though he were about to decline, turning his head a few times to look between his men and me. As if you could see him internally debating whether he should ditch them for another errand. 

But I couldn’t allow for that to happen. 

“Please,” I stressed, reaching a hand over to gently touch his knee.

 “I would… really appreciate it.” That seemed to do it. 

“Alright guys, I’ll be back in a bit.” 

Two of them instantly smiled in a way that made me feel gross, the others sighed in frustration and leaned into their seats instead. I didn’t care though. They weren’t important for what I needed to do. I just needed them to stay out of my way. 

“If you’re longer than fifteen minutes we’re leaving your ass here,” one of them said. 

Though if that threat was enough to deter Miles in any way, he didn’t let it show. We exited the car and I started leading us towards one of the larger buildings in the vicinity. And with every step I took, I made sure to do little subtle movements to keep his attention. A sway of my hips, a flick of my hair. Anything to ensure he didn’t spend too long thinking about what was really happening. 

“The elevator is accessible via the underground garage,” I said, pushing open a door to let him go in first. 

“Hope you don’t mind walking me there, Miles.” 

“That’s fine,” 

a rundown building under construction, I was sure he was going

there were no cars parked anywhere… Nor was this

the elevator…?” he asked, slowly coming to a stop.”—Wait did you

almost as though I could physically see the gears begin to turn in his head, the realisation that something wasn’t

his hair, quickly throwing him against the wall. Using enough force

held a more permanent outcome. No, my instruction had been clear; I was to hand him over alive. A hindrance more than a benefit and one that required more effort. Normally, I would have just been done with it in a matter of seconds.

required

 “What the hell?!” he yelled out in pain as I threw

now more serious intent in my stride and reached down to grab him by the scruff of

“Get off me!” 

right height to drop him once more. Or maybe it would just be easier to hit him direct 4- What are you doing?!” someone suddenly yelled behind me. I instantly spun my head around towards the voice, Miles still held firmly in my grasp, and saw one of his men

Fuck 

in here! That bitch is

two men would have been okay. But five heavily

That was concerning. 

him down for good this time, and turned my attention

unlike Miles, I didn’t have any orders for how to handle

back, and quickly equipped the dagger I’d stashed away behind my dress. A weapon

which I dodged effortlessly. He mustn’t have realised how agile I was since I instantly countered his

in pain, stumbling a few feet away. He

hell

trained since a child to handle men like you,’’ I thought

become

aloud as I focused

on my

moving into a defensive position. I would need to play it safe. It was then that two of them ran towards me, probably hoping to

of movement behind me.

Miles. 

for myself… but I was

me across the back of my head greeted me. …And I

in my ears, my vision spinning. I’d been too slow and

the cause of the damage, Miles probably equipping it from the construction around us. But this situation was still manageable. With a quick swipe of the nearest man’s legs, I