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.

clean-up job," he

know what to

of course, I

packed

recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up to cover both

of the most important things

that no one saw

they did, then

to

to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys along

my speed and strength made the journey easier, but I'd

slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind of proving

that nothing else

to the location perfectly on time, intending t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt something that wasn’t just the ache of

was a burning in my mind, the start of a

what I’d experienced on the night of the charity

wished would never

all times.I gritted

the time and I could deal with i t later once

now, I just needed

the front door silently,

entering the public

people wouldn’t still be around,

that big of a deal when this side of town was as neglected as this apartment’s security

considered.I hadn’t been given much

name, a brief description, a time and

press for more details since it wasn’t something

that I didn’t want to push my luck, having broken rule

the orders

was no need to undergo another reminder

elevator, until I finally came upon the room I

and somewhat away from the eyes

in my head hadn’t subsided, something I was doing my best

it made lockpicking the front door harder as

bit longer though.I had to hold out for just a little bit

hear sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone located in the same

guaranteeing the target’s exact

I needed to do was sneak up and

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

steps, testing the floor for any weakness that

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

behind me,

one was

had that come from? It was almost like a whisper and yet I’d

if it were

they were

wasn’t just

needle in my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused me

focus a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot the

whoever had

was

people speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along with some light snores coming from the

that whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I

Noah.I persisted through the pain and

behind the man who fit the description

was now or

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going for

was no need to cause

have to do this...You don’t need

around and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever

stop the intense, sharp pain it seemed to bring

make it stop haunting

there was no one there...but I thought

had been messing with

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran

to me must have still been in

me out of doing what I needed

break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back

fuck?"

the hell are

turned around once more

Awake.

in his living

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