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

hour, I had packed

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

the most important things when

no one saw

they did, then ensuring that

to be recognised

choosing to stick to the

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

air and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still

But I persevered regardless.

mind of proving myself to

myself that

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

burning in my mind, the start of

to what I’d experienced on the night of

I wished

now of all times.I gritted

deal with i t later once the job was

now, I just needed to focus on

slipped through the

been the easy part; entering the public

night but not late enough that people wouldn’t still be around, coming home from the local

of a deal when this

job, all things considered.I hadn’t been given much

a first name, a brief description, a time and

details since it

mention that I didn’t want to push my luck,

number one; obedience.Always follow the orders from the boss.No

was no need to undergo another reminder so

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

the corner and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

hadn’t subsided, something I was doing my

made lockpicking the front door

to hold out for just a little bit

smelt the scent of someone located in

guaranteeing the target’s exact

needed to do was sneak up

be simple enough to complete

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

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

spoke behind me, and I instantly crouched to the ground

one was

was almost

were right next to

were close enough

wasn’t just a

in my brain, a new pain pierced me

focus a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot

whoever had

was definitely

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

confirmation that whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I was

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

stood right behind the man who

was now

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

to cause unnecessary pain, I just

to do this...You don’t need to

lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence

stop the intense, sharp pain it seemed to

make it stop haunting

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

been messing with my head

...It was that drug.

Kieran Lycroft had given

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

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,

fuck?" someone

the hell are

more and, sure enough, there was

Awake.

in

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