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.

clean-up job,"

what

I knew only

hour, I had packed my

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

important things when completing a mission like

no one saw

if they did, then

all, no one wanted to be recognised

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

I'd be lying if I said my

I knew I would still need another day or so

But I persevered regardless.

with only the intent in mind of proving

myself that nothing else

t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt something that wasn’t just the ache

in my mind, the

what I’d experienced on the night of the

I wished

now of all times.I gritted

could deal with

I just needed

slipped through the front door

part; entering the public area without

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

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

all things considered.I hadn’t been given

name, a brief description,

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

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

obedience.Always follow the orders

to undergo another reminder so

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

and somewhat away from the

my head hadn’t subsided,

it made lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating

bit longer though.I had to

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

guaranteeing the target’s exact

to do was sneak up and end this

that should be simple enough to complete with

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

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

behind me, and I

no one was

hell had that come from? It was almost like a whisper and yet

it were right next to

they were close enough to

wasn’t just

my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused

I looked around, frantically trying to spot

whoever had

yet there was

people speaking on the T.V could now be heard,

spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I

Noah.I persisted through the pain

stood right behind the

now or

aimed my dagger, going for a

need to cause unnecessary pain, I

have to do this...You don’t

around and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it was once and

pain it seemed to

it stop

there was no one there...but I thought I knew what was wrong

been messing with my head only days

...It was that drug.

Kieran Lycroft had

me must have

me out of doing what I

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

the fuck?"

the hell are

once more and, sure enough, there

Awake.

in his living

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