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

what

I knew only too

I had packed my things

to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth

important

that no one saw

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

all, no one wanted to be

choosing to

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

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

But I persevered regardless.

in mind of proving myself

myself that

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

my mind, the start of

on the night of

wished would never

of all times.I gritted my

could deal with i t later once

just needed

the front

the easy part; entering the public area without

at night but not late enough that people wouldn’t

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

straightforward job, all things considered.I

a brief description, a

wanted to press for more details since it

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

follow the orders from the boss.No

no need to undergo another

the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I

and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

head hadn’t subsided,

made lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating

had to hold out for

from aT.V.and smelt the

almost guaranteeing the target’s exact

needed to do was sneak

should be simple enough to complete with the new

few cautious steps, testing the floor for any

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly

one was

the hell had that come from? It was almost like a whisper and yet I’d

if it were right

if they were close enough to

it wasn’t just

my brain, a new pain pierced me and caused me

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

whoever

yet there was definitely

could now be heard, along with some

whoever had spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man

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

stood right behind the man who

was now

lifted my arm and aimed my dagger, going for

no need to cause unnecessary pain,

do this...You don’t need to

instantly spun around and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to

stop the intense, sharp pain it seemed to bring

make it

only empty air filled the space around me.No, there was no one there...but

messing with

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran Lycroft had given

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

Scaring me out of doing what I needed

been the straw that finally made me break? But I didn’t get

fuck?" someone

the hell

once more and, sure

Awake.

me in his living

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