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

what

course, I knew only

had packed my things and

me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask

important things when completing a mission like

sure that no one saw

if they did, then ensuring that they wouldn’t remember

wanted to be

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

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

in the fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I knew I

But I persevered regardless.

mind of

myself that nothing else

time, intending t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I

a burning in my mind, the start

experienced on the night

I wished

yet here it was again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain

deal with

needed to focus on

through the

part; entering the public area

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

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

straightforward job, all things considered.I hadn’t been

first name, a brief description, a time

wanted to press for more details since it wasn’t something I needed

my luck, having

follow the orders from

need to undergo another reminder

choosing to avoid the elevator,

around the corner and somewhat away from the

hadn’t subsided, something I was

the front door harder as concentrating became increasingly

little bit longer though.I had to hold out for

aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone located in

almost guaranteeing the

I needed to do was

should be simple enough to complete with the new dagger

for

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

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

one was

that come from? It was almost

were right next to

were close

it wasn’t

a needle in my brain, a new pain pierced

focus a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot

for whoever

yet there was

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

had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from

man by the name of Noah.I persisted through the pain and

stood right behind

now or

and aimed my dagger, going for a spot

was no need to cause unnecessary pain, I just

to do

and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping

stop the intense, sharp pain it seemed

it stop haunting

only empty air filled the space around me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I knew what was wrong

messing with my head

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had

done to me must have still been in my

interfering with my work Scaring me

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

the fuck?"

the hell

shit.I turned around once more and, sure enough, there was

Awake.

in

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