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.

a clean-up job,"

know what to

of course, I

the hour, I had packed my

black attire that made it impossible for anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask

was one of the most important things when

no

then ensuring

one wanted to be recognised at a

swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the

and strength made the journey easier, but I'd be lying

and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another

But I persevered regardless.

only the intent in mind of proving myself to

that nothing

looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt something that wasn’t

in my mind, the start of a

what I’d experienced on

wished would never

again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth

deal with i t later once the job was

needed to focus

so I slipped through the front door silently, making

part; entering the public

late enough that people wouldn’t still be around, coming home

a deal when this side of town

things considered.I hadn’t

brief description, a time and a

for more details since

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

the orders

to

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

away from the eyes of anyone arriving via

hadn’t subsided, something

lockpicking the front door

had to hold out for just a little bit

smelt the scent of someone located in the same

guaranteeing the target’s

to do was sneak up and end

to complete with the

for any weakness

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

of nowhere, a faint voice suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly crouched to

no one

had that come from? It was almost like

if it were right next to

were close enough to

it wasn’t just

in my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused

I

for whoever had

was definitely nothing

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

it wasn’t stemming from

name of Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back up, walking to behind

stood right behind the man who fit the description

now or

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going

cause unnecessary pain, I

have to do this...You don’t need to

again.I instantly spun around and lashed my dagger out towards the

intense, sharp pain it seemed to

it

there was no one there...but I thought I

been messing with my head

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft

he’d done to me

my work Scaring me

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 further as I was dragged back into reality, the sound of another mistake waiting to happen then snapping me from m

the fuck?"

the hell are

more

Awake.

me in his

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