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,"

know what

course, I

the hour, I had packed my

impossible for anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up to

important things when completing

that no one saw

then ensuring that they wouldn’t

all, no one wanted to

location, choosing to stick to the shadows of

easier, but I'd be lying if I said my injuries weren’t interfering

and with slightly faster healing, I knew I

But I persevered regardless.

intent in mind of proving

myself that nothing

enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt

a burning in my

experienced on the night

wished

was again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and

deal with i t later once the job

I just needed to focus

the

easy part; entering the public area without being

people wouldn’t still be around,

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

considered.I hadn’t

first name, a brief description, a time and

to press for more details since

want to push my luck, having broken rule number one this week

one; obedience.Always follow the

need to undergo another reminder so

my way up the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I was looking for; apartment

and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

subsided, something I was doing

door harder

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

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

the target’s exact

needed to do was sneak up

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

steps, testing the floor for any weakness that may create sound, and proceeded to

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

behind me, and I instantly crouched

no one

that come from? It was almost like

it were

if they were close enough

it wasn’t just a

a new pain

a s I looked

whoever

there was definitely

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

had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I was here

Noah.I persisted through the pain

quietly until I stood right behind

now

my arm and aimed my dagger, going

cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

to do

towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it was once

sharp pain it seemed

it

space around me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I knew what

that had been messing with

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had

whatever he’d done to me must have still been

work Scaring me out of doing what I

finally made me break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back into reality, the sound of

fuck?" someone

the hell

once more and, sure

Awake.

in his

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