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

course, I knew only

had packed my things

accomplished via a moveable cloth mask

most important things when completing

no one saw

then ensuring

one wanted to be recognised at

swiftly started heading to the location, choosing to stick to

easier, but I'd be lying if I said my injuries

and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another day

But I persevered regardless.

with only the intent in mind of proving myself

that nothing

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

in my

on the night of the charity

wished

of all times.I gritted my

the time and I could deal with i t later once the job was

needed to focus on my

slipped through the front door silently,

easy part; entering the public area

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

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

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

brief description, a time and

details since it wasn’t something I needed to

to push my luck, having broken rule number one this week

obedience.Always follow the orders from

no need to undergo another reminder

up the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator, until

conveniently around the corner and somewhat away from the

subsided, something I

lockpicking the front door harder as concentrating

longer though.I had to hold out for

smelt the scent of someone located

guaranteeing the

to do was sneak up and

complete with the new

a few cautious steps, testing the floor for any weakness that

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

nowhere, a faint voice suddenly spoke behind me, and

no one

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

it were right next

they were

wasn’t

a needle in my brain, a new pain pierced

a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot the

whoever had

was definitely

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

stemming from

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

behind the man who fit the description

now or

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

need to cause unnecessary pain, I just

have to do

towards the

sharp pain it seemed to bring

it stop

me.No, there was no one

same thing that had been messing with

...It was that drug.

Kieran

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

work Scaring me

kind of 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 didn’t get a chance

fuck?"

the hell

shit.I turned around once more

Awake.

in his living

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