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,"

know what to

course, I

had packed my

accomplished via a moveable

one of the most important things when completing

sure that no one saw

did, then ensuring that they wouldn’t remember

wanted to

the location, choosing to stick to

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

back in the fresh air and with slightly faster healing, I knew I would still need another day or so before I

But I persevered regardless.

only the intent in mind of proving

myself that nothing else

o enter the run-down looking apartment complex, but as I did so, I felt something that wasn’t

a burning in my mind, the start of a

on the night of the charity

I wished would

of all times.I gritted my teeth

with i t later once the job was

I just needed

I slipped through the front door silently, making no

entering

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

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

all things considered.I hadn’t been given much

name, a brief description, a

details since it wasn’t something I needed

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

the

need to

my way up the stairs, choosing to avoid the elevator,

away from the eyes

hadn’t subsided,

front door harder as

longer though.I had to hold out for just

hear sounds coming from aT.V.and smelt the

the target’s

to do was sneak

should be simple enough to complete with

for any weakness that may create sound, and proceeded

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

behind me, and I instantly crouched to the ground

no one

hell had that come from? It was almost like a whisper and

if it were

were

it wasn’t

brain, a new pain

to focus a s I looked around, frantically

whoever

yet there was definitely

now be heard, along with some light snores coming from the armchair in

wasn’t stemming

Noah.I persisted through the pain and stood back

stood right behind

now or

going for a

to cause unnecessary pain, I just

don’t have to do this...You

towards the voice,

intense, sharp pain

make it stop

was no one there...but

that had been messing with my head

...It was that drug.

that Kieran Lycroft had

done to me

was interfering with my work Scaring me out of

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 to think on it further as I was dragged back into reality,

fuck?"

hell

once more and, sure enough,

Awake.

me in his

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