Chapter 6

Trish got out of her car, and proceeded to walk up to her apartment door.

"yeah it's me, I'm sorry for calling you but I really need to tell you something really important."

She listened to Chad talk as she put her key into the door unlocking it.

"I know I understand that but…."
As she shut the door behind her and turned around to see a tall slender dark skinned male from her past. One who she thought she never see ever again. Startled and scared she screamed as she dropped her cell phone to the floor, as it broke in pieces..

"Hey baby girl, remember me?"

"Mac!"

"Yeah it's daddy Mac Black. What you didn't think you were gonna get rid of me that easily did you?"

"No, No! You're dead I shot you, I saw you fall."

"See baby girl never underestimate the power of the Mac man. Damn you still look fine as hell."

She nervously shook of fear but had the meanest look on her face she could muster. He walked around her with roaming eyes, she didn't move an inch. She was too pissed and confused to move, until she felt his hand caress her behind. She flinched and moved away turning around to face him. She raised her hand to smack him but he grabbed her hand, twisting it behind her back.

"Ah, ah, ah what a man can't touch."

"Hell No! Let go of me! Let me go Mac!"

He put his hand over her mouth.

"Listen to me, you are gonna whatever I tell you. And if you think for one minute about telling you're daddy. I'll kill him and you, do you understand?"

He took his hand from her mouth to hear her answer.

"Why did you come back Mac? What do you want from me?"

"What every man wants. I see you didn't wait for marriage No miss Trish O'Day almost ruined one."

"What?"

"Oh don't act so surprised I've been watching you and uh I always knew you had a little freak in you."

He let her arm go, and she ran away into her room locking the door behind her. She picked up the phone but the phone line was dead. He slowly walked towards her bedroom.

"I'm not about to chase you Trish! I told you long ago that you were gonna be with me. Why do you think that I didn't kill you that night? I had ample opportunity, but you see Trish I just knew that if one day you got to see a different side of me. You'd see what I mean. And that day has come. That day is today Trish. At the end of tonight you'll be calling the Mac man daddy."
He chuckled to himself.

Mac Black was arrogant, selfish and abusive the way he treated Trish in the past was icing on the cake for what he had planned for her now. After all he had stayed clear for 7 years and now he wanted what he felt was rightfully his. If Allister Crane was black he'd be Mac. That's how evil the Mac man was.

Trish knew that if she ever hooked up with Mac she would sign her own death certificate. But she had to get him out of her life. This time for good. Even if that meant playing his game, whether she wanted to or not.

She opened her door slowly. He raised his hand and she flinched but surprisingly he didn't hit her. Instead he took his hand and gently wiped her tear away from her cheek. He then moved in closer to her kissing her. She almost pushed him away but found it hard to. Not because he was holding her too tight but because she actually liked his kiss.

And what she thought would gross her out actually turned her on. Here was this man in her house that she thought she had murdered is actually alive. And less than 5 minutes ago he had threatened her life and her fathers and yet she was seriously about to make love to him. A man she never had feelings for, and never wanted.

Mac was always good looking so that wasn't the problem. It was just his total lack of respect for anyone but himself. This was too low for her, she didn't want to do this but yet she couldn't stop. It was like Mac had a spell under her.

He pulled away from her, looking at her seeing the hunger in her eyes. She wanted him and he knew it. He wanted her too but they both were going to have to wait. Because he had her just were he wanted her.

She hesitantly asked.

"What do you need me to do?"

"I need you to kill Chad Harris Crane."