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

know what to

I knew only

the hour, I had packed my things and

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

most important things when completing a mission

sure that no

if they did, then

no one wanted to be recognised at a

the location, choosing to stick to the shadows of the night and alleys along the

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

air and with slightly faster healing, I knew

But I persevered regardless.

the intent in mind

that nothing else

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

a burning in my mind, the start of a

experienced on the night of the charity

wished would never

it was again, now of all times.I

the time and I could deal with i t

just needed to focus on my

I slipped through the front door silently, making

easy part; entering the

that people wouldn’t still be around, coming

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

considered.I hadn’t been given much

first name, a brief description, a

to press for more details

to mention that I didn’t want to push my

number one; obedience.Always follow the

need to undergo another reminder so

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

and somewhat away from the eyes of anyone arriving via the

head hadn’t subsided, something

the front door harder as

longer though.I had to hold out

coming from aT.V.and smelt

guaranteeing the target’s exact

do was sneak up and end this

that should be simple enough to complete with the

cautious steps, testing the floor for any weakness that may create sound,

Moving closer until—.

‘—you don’t have to..."

nowhere, a faint voice suddenly spoke behind me, and I instantly

no one

was almost like a whisper

if it were right

they were close enough

wasn’t just a

my brain, a new pain

s I looked

whoever had

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

spoken, it wasn’t stemming from the man I was here to

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

stood right behind the

was now or

my arm and aimed my dagger, going for a spot

was no need to cause unnecessary pain, I just needed

do this...You don’t

lashed my dagger out towards the voice, hoping to silence whoever it

sharp pain it

it

only empty air filled the space around me.No, there was no one there...but I thought I knew what was wrong

same thing that had been messing with

...It was that drug.

that Kieran

to me must have still been

me out of doing what I needed to

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

the fuck?"

the hell

shit.I turned around once more and, sure

Awake.

in his living

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