A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter 117: Book 2 - Chapter 9 

"Are you ready to follow the rules now?"

...Rule number one...obedience.

Always follow the orders from the boss.

No questions asked.I'd broken that rule.I knew I was breaking it the moment I’d chosen to run that night.I knew it would land me here.And yet I still did it.I pulled my body upright from the old bed, more sluggish than I would have liked, and hated how] still felt so sore from the injuries inflicted several days earlier.

‘Days’. That was the key word.

That was how long I’d been trapped in here, alone with my thoughts as it forced me to reflect on every decision I’d made leading to this point.

Because, at its core, that was the true punishment.

It wasn’t the pain.

No, that was always over quickly.

Gavin did a great job of making sure the damage inflicted was swift yet efficient.

Always enough to get the point across and never seeming to even flinch as h e did what he did.

But it was the psychological punishment that truly made it horrific...

‘Days’.I'd been in here...for days.

Alone.

In pain.

Wondering how I’d managed to convince myself that running had been worth it.

Wondering how much longer it would take before punishment was finally over.

And now this was the first thing spoken to me after all that time.

This voice of my father on the other side of the door, asking if I was ‘ready to follow the rules’.

Yes, I was ready.Of course, I was ready.I was about ready to do anything, to say anything, if it meant finally getting out of here.I’d learnt my lesson the minute Gavin had ripped me from my bed.

There was only one authority in my life and that was my father.

It had always been my father.

..Someone I just wanted to be free of.I forced that thought away as quickly as it sprung to mind.

It was thoughts exactly like that which led me t o this moment.

Testing the patience of a man who had none.I wasn’t exempt from the rules because of our relationship.

If anything, this punishment had been necessary.I’d clearly become too complacent in its absence and needed the reminder.

Really, it was my fault.

All my fault.

"Raven?" prompted my father.

Slowly, I swung my legs out of the bed and stood up, taking a deep breath.

The first one I’d done in so long, my chest having felt too sore earlier.

..And I committed to this decision to obey.To obey *him*.

“I’m ready," I replied.

It didn’t take long before I heard it.

The sound of a key clinking for a few seconds before the satisfying click of the lock.

Within moments, I found myself face -to-face with my father after all this time.

"Good," he said, entering the room towards me.

"Because there is work to be done."

..Already? So soon? But, no, that was another incorrect thought.I should b e thinking ‘thank you’, praising how lucky I was to be given another chance.

This was a good thing for me.

A moment to redeem myself.

A moment to show that I was still loyal.

My father held out a manilla folder towards me and I took it, giving a small nod to show how grateful I was.

Forcing myself to believe that very thing.

job," he

know what

of course, I knew

packed my things and gotten

attire that made it impossible for anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up to cover both my

one of the most important things when

that no

least, if they did, then

no one wanted to be recognised

my house and swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys

and strength made the journey easier, but I'd be lying if I said my injuries weren’t

slightly faster healing, I knew I

But I persevered regardless.

with only the intent in mind of proving

myself that

o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I

was a burning in my

I’d experienced on

I wished would

all times.I

and I could deal with i t later once the

now, I just needed

through the front door silently, making no

entering the public area without being

late at night but not late enough that people wouldn’t still be around,

this wasn’t that big of a deal when this side of town was as neglected as

all things considered.I hadn’t

a first name, a brief

press for more details

my

follow the orders from the

need to undergo another reminder so

the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I was looking for;

from the eyes of anyone

burning in my head hadn’t subsided,

door harder as concentrating became increasingly

though.I had to hold

coming from aT.V.and smelt the

almost guaranteeing the target’s

I needed to do was sneak up and

be simple enough to complete with the new dagger I’d acquired

took a few cautious steps, testing the floor for any

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

faint voice suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly

one was

hell had that come from? It was almost like

were

they were close enough

wasn’t

needle in my brain, a new pain pierced me

difficult to focus a s I

for whoever

was

T.V could now be heard, along

stemming from the man I was here

by the name of Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back

I stood right behind the man

now

my arm and aimed my dagger, going

cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

to do

out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it

intense, sharp pain

make it stop haunting

space around me.No, there was

had been messing

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had given

he’d done to me must have still been in

it was interfering with my work Scaring me out of doing what I needed

what kind of drug could do this though? Or was I wrong and I simply was just losing my mind finally? Had this last punishment been the straw that finally made me break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it

the fuck?" someone

hell are

shit.I turned around once more and, sure enough,

Awake.

in his living

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