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,"

what to

of course, I

packed my things and

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

of the most important things

that no one saw

then ensuring that they

to be

to stick

journey easier, but I'd be

and with slightly faster healing, I knew

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind of

myself that

run-down looking apartment

was a burning in my mind, the start of a

on the night of the

I wished would

all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and pushed

time and I could deal with i t later

I just needed to focus

so I slipped through the front door silently,

easy part; entering the public area without

people wouldn’t still

of a deal when this side of town was

job, all things considered.I hadn’t

a brief description, a

for more details since

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

one; obedience.Always follow the orders from

to

up the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the

and somewhat away from the

in my head hadn’t subsided, something

made lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating became

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

coming from aT.V.and smelt the

guaranteeing the target’s

was sneak up and end this

to complete with the new dagger

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

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

suddenly spoke behind me, and I

no one was

almost like a whisper and

were

they were close enough

it wasn’t

brain, a new pain pierced me and caused

to focus a s I looked around,

for whoever had

yet there was

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

stemming from the man I was here to

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

stood right behind the man

now or

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going for a spot that would make

cause

to do

out towards the voice, hoping to silence

the intense, sharp pain it seemed to bring

make it stop haunting

was

same thing that had been messing with my head only days

...It was that drug.

that Kieran

me must have still

it was interfering with my work Scaring me

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?" someone

the hell

more

Awake.

me in

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