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.

job," he simply

know what

of course, I knew only

the hour, I had packed my

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

important things when completing a mission like

sure that no one saw

they did, then ensuring that they

no one wanted to be recognised

location, choosing to stick to the

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

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

But I persevered regardless.

in mind of proving

that nothing else

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

what I’d experienced on the

wished

all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and pushed

time and I could deal with i

now, I just needed to

so I slipped through the

had been the easy part; entering the public area

enough that people wouldn’t still be around, coming home from the local pubs

a deal when this side of town was as neglected as this apartment’s security

job, all things considered.I

first name, a brief description, a time and a

for more details

my luck, having broken rule number one

obedience.Always follow the orders from

need to

choosing to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I was looking for;

corner and somewhat away from the eyes of

the burning in my head hadn’t subsided, something I was doing my

door harder

bit longer though.I had to hold out

smelt the scent of someone located in the same

almost guaranteeing the target’s exact

do was sneak up and end

that should be simple enough to complete with the new dagger

testing the floor for any weakness that may create sound, and

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

behind me, and I instantly crouched to the

one

It was almost like a

were right next to

they were close enough to

wasn’t just a

brain, a new pain pierced me and caused

I looked around, frantically

whoever had

yet there was definitely

could now be heard, along with some light snores

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

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

quietly until I stood right behind the

was now or

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

to cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

to do this...You don’t need

towards the

the intense, sharp pain it seemed

make it stop

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

had been messing

...It was that drug.

drug that Kieran

to me must have still been in

work Scaring me out of

break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back into reality, the sound of another mistake waiting to happen then snapping me from m

fuck?" someone

hell are

around once more and, sure enough, there

Awake.

me in

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