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

know what to

I knew

had packed my

being accomplished via a moveable cloth mask that could be pulled up to cover

the most important things when completing

that no

did, then ensuring that they wouldn’t remember my

wanted to be recognised

heading to the location, choosing to stick to

easier, but I'd be lying if I said my injuries weren’t interfering

with slightly faster healing, I knew

But I persevered regardless.

only the intent in mind of proving myself to my

myself that nothing

looking apartment complex,

in my mind, the start of a

experienced on the

I wished

here it was again, now of all times.I gritted my teeth against the pain and pushed through

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

now, I just needed to

slipped through the front

been the easy part; entering

at night but not late enough that people wouldn’t still

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

job, all things considered.I hadn’t been

a first name, a brief description,

wanted to press for more details since it wasn’t

to push my luck, having broken rule

the orders from the

need to undergo

to avoid the elevator, until I finally came upon the room I

conveniently around the corner and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone

the burning in my head hadn’t subsided, something

front door harder

bit longer though.I had to hold out for

from aT.V.and smelt the scent of someone located in

the target’s exact

I needed to do was

complete with the new dagger I’d acquired from the

for

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

a faint voice suddenly spoke behind me,

no one was

almost like a whisper and yet I’d heard it so

it were

they were close enough to

it wasn’t just a

my brain, a new pain

difficult to focus a s I looked around, frantically trying to spot

whoever

there was definitely nothing

speaking on the T.V could now be heard, along with some light snores coming from

stemming from the man I was here to

through the

until I stood right behind the man who fit

was now

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

need to cause unnecessary pain, I just

have to do this...You don’t need to

and lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to

pain

it stop

around me.No, there was no one

thing that had been messing with my head only days

...It was that drug.

that Kieran

me must

work Scaring me

that finally made me break? But I didn’t get a chance to think on it further as I was dragged back into reality, the sound of another

fuck?"

the hell

more and, sure

Awake.

in his

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