Page 1 of In God's Name

Chapter one

Dedication & Trigger Warnings

Trigger Warnings:

Murder, graphic violence, religious blasphemy, severe religious guilt,

Detailed grief, panic attacks, drugging, imprisonment, humiliation,

Mention of child sexual assault (very minimal description), mention

Of forced pregnancy, mention of unprofessional abortion,

Forced starvation, religious psychosis, non-con, human

Experimenting, non-consensual third party voyeurism, bombing

Content warning:

dom/sub relationship, spit, biting, blood

Please take these seriously and put yourself first.

Chapter two

Kameron

As I walk into Apollyon’s office, I feel the cool air slip into my clothes. The chill wraps around my limbs, taking away all the warmth I had collected from the August air outside. Apollyon likes to keep people uncomfortable and on edge, and the brisk air helps to obtain his desired outcome . He keeps his AC set to a crisp 62 degrees, no matter the temperature outside.

“You didn’t tell me the target would have children accompanying him,” I bark as I drop down in the chair across from him. The old statue of the Virgin Mary, sitting at the edge of his desk, shakes as the vibrations make their way across the wood. Apollyon groans as he leans his elbows down across the solid oak. The entire office is full of old, but rich furniture. The walls are painted a dark green and deep brown leather couches line the walls. The office is finished off with Apollyon, an older man, well past his prime, dripping from head to toe in wealth. His forehead creases almost perfectly match the cracks in his chair, both created from years of rage.

“His children were supposed to be in Europe with their mother. How was I supposed to know that the bitch wasn’t capable of caring for her children longer than a few weeks?”

I roll my neck and let out a short and abrupt laugh. I might be a sin filled man but I could never kill someone when their children are present. The boss knows that and I can already feel the anger building up inside him. He was paying me double what I’d usually expect to remove this target. John was a long time employee of The Garden. An infamous Catholic rehab center here in South Carolina. He had gotten a little too comfortable with others outside of the business, and had been caught sharing the secrets of how this place really works. He was only in town for the day, leaving me no room to get to know my prey before taking him out. Something I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing, until I saw how much Apollyon was willing to pay.

“There are two ways this can go,” I pause, allowing myself time to notice the subtle change in the boss’s facial expressions. It gives away exactly what I had thought. He’s desperate to get rid of John.

“You can either pay me double what you have so far, and I will go out of my way to follow him out of state,” I lean forward, a dark grin beginning to crawl its way across my face. “Or you can kiss this opportunity goodbye, and I will move onto my next job.”

Apollyon’s eyes go wide as his voice raises, “I’ve already paid you double what you’re worth to begin with! Do you really think I’m going to shovel out even more money?”

“Fine,” I say as I begin to stand up from my chair. “Make sure to pick out a suit before your funeral. We both know that wife of yours is going to put you in blue.” I turn to head towards the closed office doors before continuing on, “It won’t be long till John shares your little routine with people who won’t be so forgiving.”

Apollyon fumbles out of his chair and grasps onto the sleeve of my jacket. “Wait! Fine, I’ll have the money wired into your account tonight.”

“Smart move boss,” I laugh as I peel his frail fingers off of me. “And one more thing, Apollyon, never fucking touch me again or you’ll lose more than just your dignity.”

Chapter three

Lilith

“We have a ton of appointments lined up today, so you’ll be on walk-in duty.” Mary calls over to me as she begins to prep her med cart. “Oh, don’t look so glum! It’s better than dealing with the more violent patients.” Mary is my coworker here at The Garden, an incredible facility where healing physically and faithfully unite as one.

“I have no problem with treating the walk-in patients. My problem is Joseph breathing down my neck while I do,” I mutter as I wipe down the receptionist desk. Joseph is our on-call doctor, and while I appreciate what he’s done for me, his soft spot for Mary makes me an easy target for his pent up aggression. He’s worked on it for years but has never quite found the thing that can soothe him completely.

When Mary joined us a few months back, her golden brown hair and hazel eyes immediately caught the doctor’s attention. While Joe instantly fell head over heels Mary could’ve convinced those closest to her that she couldn’t care less. However, assoon as word got out that she was jealous of the attention I was receiving from him, his patience with me grew sparse. I tried my best to pay it no mind. We’re all of God’s beautiful creatures. And he would want me to be forgiving of my brother in Christ.

By the end of the day I’m completely exhausted. With school starting back up and Boulder being a college town, those in need of our assistance skyrocket . Drugs run their way through the streets and straight into the veins of the youth. Having mommy and daddy’s money to pay for it all doesn't help. Narcan flies off of our shelves like its Black Friday , and with each one handed out my heart shatters a little more. I remind myself to say an extra prayer tonight before grabbing my jacket to leave.

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