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," he simply

know what to

I knew

packed my things and

anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could

most important things when completing a mission like

that no one saw

then ensuring that

wanted to be recognised

to

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

and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another day or so before

But I persevered regardless.

in mind of proving myself

that

to the location perfectly on time, intending t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but

burning in my mind, the

what I’d experienced on the night

wished would never

yet here it was again, now of all times.I

deal with i t later once the job was

just needed

through the

been the easy part; entering the

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

this side of town was as neglected as this apartment’s

things considered.I hadn’t been

brief description, a time

more details since it

to mention that I didn’t want to push my

follow the orders from the boss.No

to

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

corner and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

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

lockpicking the front door

had to hold out for just a little bit

sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone

guaranteeing the target’s exact

I needed to do was sneak up and end this

complete with the new dagger I’d acquired

cautious steps, testing the floor for any weakness that may create sound,

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

suddenly spoke behind me, and I

one was

was almost like a whisper and yet I’d heard

it were right next to

they were

wasn’t

my brain, a new pain pierced me

to focus a s I looked

whoever

was definitely

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

stemming from the man I was here to

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

stood right behind the

was now

and aimed my dagger, going

no need to cause unnecessary

don’t have to do this...You don’t

my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it was

stop the intense, sharp pain

it

empty air filled the space around me.No, there was

thing that had been messing with my head

...It was that drug.

Kieran Lycroft had given

whatever he’d done to me must have still been in

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

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

the fuck?"

the hell

turned around once more

Awake.

in his

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