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,” 

to be a rundown building under construction,

no cars parked anywhere… Nor was this even belonging to an

a stop.”—Wait did you call me ‘Miles’? How did you….”

I could physically see the gears begin to turn in his head, the realisation that

came up behind him and grabbed his hair, quickly throwing him against the wall. Using enough force to do serious damage but still light enough that he should have considered himself lucky. It was far

alternative that 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

way required

in pain as I threw him to

intent in my stride and reached down to grab him by the scruff of his shirt. Immediately, he

“Get off me!” 

I measured internally the 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 had walked

Fuck 

That bitch is attacking Miles!”

have been okay. But five

That was concerning. 

Miles to the ground again, hoping that the force was enough to keep him down for good this time, and turned my

I didn’t have any orders for how

shoulders back, and quickly equipped the dagger I’d stashed away behind my dress. A weapon of choice for its manoeuvrability

for my head which I dodged effortlessly. He mustn’t have realised how agile I was since I instantly countered his attack by slicing my dagger

feet away. He clutched at the injury, his face

the hell are you?!”

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

become a weapon.’’

things were said aloud as I focused entirely on the

on my

I wiped the dagger blade against my dress to clean it before slowly 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 utilise the fact I was outnumbered. They each tried to attack from either side of me but I still managed to dodge their punches despite that. I kept moving, kept eluding their advances, all the while keeping them guarded with swipes of my weapon. But it was as we’d been doing this dance for a few minutes that something then unexpectant

tiniest sound of movement behind me.

Miles. 

turn around and confirm for myself…

suddenly the painful impact of something hitting me across the back of my head greeted me. …And I fell to

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

floor near me and looked over to see a broken plank of wood. This would be the cause of the cause of the damage, Miles probably equipping it from the construction around us. But this situation was still manageable.