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

what

course, I knew only too

packed my things and

made it impossible for anyone to recognise me; this being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up to cover both my neck and

of the most important things when completing a

sure that no one saw

if they did, then

wanted to be recognised at a

house and swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys along

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

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

But I persevered regardless.

only the intent in mind of proving myself

that nothing

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

a burning in my mind,

what I’d experienced on

wished would

times.I gritted my teeth against

could deal with i t later

just needed to

slipped through the front door

easy part; entering the public area without being

wouldn’t still be around, coming home from the local

this side of town was as neglected

all things considered.I hadn’t been given much

a first name, a brief

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

to push my luck, having broken

one; obedience.Always follow the orders from

to undergo another reminder

elevator,

and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

subsided, something I was doing my best to

lockpicking the front door

had to hold out for just

sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt the scent of

the target’s exact

to do was sneak up and

to complete with the

for any weakness that may create sound,

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

voice suddenly spoke behind me,

no one

hell had that come from? It was almost like

if it were

if they were

it wasn’t just a

in my brain, a new pain

s I looked around, frantically trying to spot

whoever

there was definitely

sounds of people speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along with some light snores coming from the armchair in

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

of Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back

stood right behind the man who fit

was now or

my dagger, going for a spot that would make

to cause unnecessary pain,

have to do this...You don’t need

out towards

intense, sharp pain it

make it stop

me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I

same thing that had been messing with my

...It was that drug.

that Kieran

whatever he’d done to me must have

it was interfering with my work Scaring me out of doing what I

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

fuck?"

the hell are

around once more and, sure

Awake.

in his

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