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," he simply

know what to

of course, I knew only

the hour, I had packed

recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up

most important

sure that no

they did, then ensuring that

wanted to

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

I'd be lying if

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

But I persevered regardless.

intent in mind of proving myself to

that nothing

to the location perfectly on time, intending t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so,

a burning in my mind, the start

on the night of

wished would never

times.I gritted my teeth against

wasn’t the time and I could deal with

I just needed to focus on

I slipped through the front door silently, making no

easy part; entering the public area without being

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

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

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

a first name, a brief description,

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

to push my

the

need to undergo another

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

corner and somewhat away from the eyes of

head hadn’t subsided,

it made lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating

bit longer though.I had to hold out

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

guaranteeing the target’s

do was sneak up and

to complete with the new dagger

took a few cautious steps, testing the floor for any

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

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

one

hell had that come from? It was almost like a

it were

were close enough

wasn’t just a

new pain pierced me and caused

it more difficult to focus a s I looked around, frantically trying

whoever had

was definitely

speaking on the T.V could now be heard,

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

persisted through the pain and

behind the man who

was now or

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

to cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

do this...You don’t need

and lashed my dagger out towards the

pain it seemed

make it

yet only empty air filled the space around me.No, there was

had been messing with my head only days

...It was that drug.

that Kieran Lycroft

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

me out of doing what I needed

drug could do 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

the fuck?"

hell are

more and,

Awake.

in his

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