Song: Comfortable Liar- Chevelle

I kiss Leah bye the next day and head back home. I gave her permission to move on as long as when I do return I expect her to be waiting on me if I feel the need to be with her. A part of me might just let her go all together but I know deep down that I will not ever let that happen. For the moment I need to get back home because I know Amber must be worried about me by now because it's been almost a good two weeks since I have been gone.

When I walk into the apartment, I hear music coming from the living room. The aroma of food fills the air around me and my stomach immediately starts to growl. I set my things over to the side on the corner chair and walk into the kitchen to see her. To my surprise, Mark is sitting at the bar watching her. He sees me right away. I step into the room and walk right over to her. She is facing the other way at the stove, stirring whatever she is cooking. I look over at Mark and put my finger to my lips for him to not say anything. I wrap my arms around her and she leans back into me. There is a soft moan that escapes her sweet lips. "Mark...we shouldn't do this."I kiss the back of her neck. At least she still has on the damn collar stating that she is mine. I kiss her again as both my hands slide down her body. She moans out again. "Mark..."

I stop kissing her and slowly grab a hold of her arms and pull them down along her side. My hands start to tighten around her arms and she starts to pull away. I let out a low growl. "Mark you should go now." I glare over at him.

"Yes sir." He quickly stands up starts to walk away.

He stops in the doorway. "I swear to you...I have never touched her...ever."

"Mark." I growl his name louder and he nods and quickly leaves. I hear the door shut and I feel her shake underneath my hold. I turn her around to face me. "Do I fucking look like Mark...do I even smell like him? Do I touch you in a way that even made you think of him touching you?"

"No Master. I didn't know you were coming home," she says it like she is for sure guilty of something.

"I fucking live here...what the fuck was Mark doing here and why are you cooking for him?" I get all defensive like I should...hell in all honesty it really pisses me off just thinking about the two of them.

"If you must know he has been really nice to me alright. He has been taking me to the University and picking me up. He is never late and you know what he talks to me...he listens to me...me...Mekhi...he actually listens to me."

I backhand her in the heat of the moment. Her hand quickly goes to her cheek. "Do you want o fuck him? Do you...I will go after him if that is what you want."

Tears start to fall down her redden face. "No...that is not what I want. You know that already."

I pick her up and set her on the counter. My hands are craving her and I hurriedly start to take off her clothes. I quickly undress. My hands run through her hair as I force her into me, kissing the shit out of her. I grab her and flip her around to the other direction and help her open her legs up. With one and I grab a hold of the back of her head and force her back to me. My freaking phone goes off and I try to ignore it but it goes back off again. I know by the ringtone that it is my father and he will not stop until I answer it. I reach over and grab the damn phone. "Now is not a good time can I call you back?"

"I need you to come over to the house; I have another job for you."

"Seriously sir you need to do this now?" I bark into the phone.

"Mekhi..." The way he says my name, I know better than to argue back with him.

"Fine...I will be right over." I set the phone back down on the counter. I finish with Amber. She cries out. I'm not sure if it is from pleasure or pain and I really don't give a fuck at the moment because I need this...this is for me. Once I am finished I leave the room to change clothes before heading out to see what the hell he really wants.

Within the hour, I pull up at the family estate. Little Meagan comes running out of the house. I still see her as a little girl, however I know if I say anything she will argue the fact that she is now a full blown teen. She is jumping in my arms and the moment I pick her up she squeals out, "Put me down Mekhi...."

"You are the one who came out running and jumping on me," I laugh back at her. I carry her into the house with her wiggling over my shoulder. I love that I am so much older and bigger than her.

Once in the door we are greeted by our mother, "Mekhi put her down this instant." She says with a stern voice. I quickly put Meagan down on the floor. Once out of my arms my mom opens her arms for a hug. "I wish you would come home more often. I don't know why you insist on living away from here." I let her hug me, then I pull away.

I look around the room for him. "So where is he?"

She reaches up and touches my cheek. "In his office as usual; he is waiting on you," she says with a soft smile on her face.

 I make my way down the long hallway towards his office. My mother has the hallway lined with all of pictures over the years. Meagan and I as little kids all the way up until now. I knock lightly and he tells me to come on in. He is behind his desk on the phone and he motions for me to come on in.

I walk in and look around the room. I remember when I was a little boy he would never let me come in here. Then it was like the day he took me out to hunt...to kill a human it was like he finally accepted me as a man and I was allowed to come in here. I loved this damn office. I loved coming in here and looking at the books that lined the shelves. I enjoyed when he would share information and jobs with me and loved that he brought me into his world. I was allowed in her more than his own wife, my mother. Hell Meagan is not even allowed in here and I know that must kill her to know that I have always been allowed to and not her. Something my dad never wants her to know about is what we really do for a living.

I hear the phone click and he grunts under his breath. "So how was the job down in Mexico?"

I turn to look at him. He has got to be kidding me, is this what he really wants to talk to me about for crying out loud this could have waited for another time or another day for that matter. I look at the floor, shaking my head and then look back up at him. "Governor Brantley is a fucking dick. How in the hell did you get mixed up with him?"

"He has hired me to do several jobs over the years. It was to be a simple job, Mekhi unfortunately I hear that he has been killed."

"Maybe he deserved to be killed...like I said he is a fucking dick."

"Mekhi...tell me you had nothing to do with this." He glares at me from across the desk. I stare right back at him. It's like I don't have to say a damn thing and he already knows the truth. His hand swipes his desk and everything that was on top in now flying through the air, landing scattered all over the floor. "Mekhi god dammit what the fuck happened? He was a very valuable asset to us and you go and fuck it all up."

"You don't understand; you would have done the same thing." I slam my hand on his desk.

"What did you fuck his daughter...did you fall in love and believe her over him. What Mekhi...what the fuck happened?" he grits his teeth and I watch as his face starts to turn red. I get that he is pissed off but he has no idea what the fuck went down. "Well speak dammit...what the fuck happened?"