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

I knew only

the hour, I had packed my things and

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

the most important things when completing a mission

that no

if they did, then ensuring that they wouldn’t

one wanted to be recognised

house and swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows

easier, but I'd be lying

fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I knew

But I persevered regardless.

mind of proving myself

myself that nothing else

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

a burning in my mind, the start

I’d experienced on the night of the charity

I wished would

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

with i t

just needed to focus on my

the front door silently,

easy part; entering the public area without

that people wouldn’t still be around, coming home from

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

job, all things considered.I hadn’t been

a brief

details since it wasn’t something I needed to

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

one; obedience.Always follow the orders from the

need to

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

the corner and somewhat away from the

subsided, something I

fact, it made lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating became increasingly more

a little bit longer though.I had to

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

almost guaranteeing the target’s exact

to do was sneak up and end this

to complete

a few cautious steps, testing the floor for any weakness that

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly crouched to the ground

no one was

that come from? It was almost like

if it were

they were

it wasn’t

my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused me

to focus a s I looked around,

whoever

there was

the muffled sounds of people speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along with some light

had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the

persisted through the pain and stood back up, walking to behind the

behind the man

was now or

my dagger, going for a spot that would make

to cause unnecessary pain, I

to do this...You don’t

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

intense, sharp pain it seemed to

it stop haunting

space around me.No, there was

thing that had been messing with my head only days

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had

whatever he’d done to me must have still

interfering with my work Scaring me out

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

fuck?"

the hell are

more and, sure enough, there

Awake.

me in

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