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

what to

of course, I knew

I had packed my things and gotten

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

of the most important things when completing a mission

that no one saw

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

one wanted to be recognised at

to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys along the

strength made the journey easier, but I'd be lying if I said my

slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another day or so

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind of proving myself

myself that nothing else

t o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt

burning in my mind, the start of

on

wished would

again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth

I could deal with i t later once the job was

just needed

so I slipped through the front door

easy part; entering the public area without

wouldn’t still be around, coming

deal when this side of

job, all things considered.I hadn’t

first name, a brief description,

more details since

push my

obedience.Always follow the orders from

no need to undergo another

avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon

conveniently around the corner and somewhat away from the

hadn’t subsided, something I was doing my best to

lockpicking the front door

had to hold out

from aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone

almost guaranteeing the target’s exact

needed to do was sneak up and end this

be simple enough to complete with the new dagger I’d acquired from the

testing the floor for any weakness

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

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

one was

had that come from? It was almost like a whisper

it were

if they were close

wasn’t just

in my brain, a new pain

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

for whoever

yet there was

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

stemming from the man I was here

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

behind the man

now or

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

no need to cause unnecessary pain, I

to do this...You don’t need

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

sharp pain it

make it stop

the space around me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I

that had been messing with my head only

...It was that drug.

that Kieran Lycroft

to me must

it was interfering with my work Scaring me out of

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

fuck?" someone

the hell

turned around once more and, sure

Awake.

me in his

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