Capturing A Phantom Heart.
Chapter Six: A Dream, A Song And A Farewell.
Olivia was dreaming...
She was wandering a garden filled with flowers and trees.
Songbirds were singing their songs, a cool breeze caressed everything that stood here.
Time and thoughts stopped, it was only her in a wonderful world filled with peace.
Then a strong presence was behind her.
She suddenly stopped walking, waiting for whatever it was to come closer.
Then a pair of hands touched her hips, pulling her back against a broad chest.
Sweet whispers in her ear sent shivers running up and down her spine.
His hands rose up to the valley of her breasts, her shoulder blades and her neck.
Her eyes shut in total bliss, who could be this person that was making her succumb to this pleasure?
Then he twirled her around so she could face him.
It was the Phantom!
Her heart pounded harshly against her chest, her mouth suddenly went dry.
There was no mask covering one part of his face, no mystery at all.
His eyes changed colour from grey to passionate green, they burned into her with a intense stare.
Their bodies were dangerously close, the heat was tilting over the edge.
"Why do you make me feel like this?" She asked, with a whimper in her voice.
But he didn't utter a reply, he simply leaned down and captured her lips with his own.
The powerful kiss sent violent vibrations in her body, instanly she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Not noticing that they were falling on the ground softly, the Phantom left her lips and trailed down.
With each caress, Olivia felt her body burn for more.
He undid her strays of her corset, pushing it aside so he could lower his head and smother her breasts.
Olivia let out a shocked cry, her eyes watching at her lover's new move.
Though her thoughts wanted him to stop, it was her heart that rebelled that pleaded him to continue.
His teasing fingers fiddled with her skirts, ripping off the material leaving her bare in the open air.
Olivia started to shiver not of cold but the sudden desire that was overtaking her.
The Phantom stopped his kissing to burst his shirt open, sliding down his pants so he too was bare.
She looked at him with pure lust, such a perfect male body stood before her.
He gathered her in his arms, a gentle kiss caressed her lips.
As he pulled away, he whispered something in her ear.
"I will not hurt you, I can stop now if you don't want to carry on. Just say the words, Olivia." He said.
"No Phantom, take me. I don't want no other, only you." She replied breathlessly.
"Then, let me show you love like no other."
Suddenly, he entered inside her which made her gasp out loud.
They grabbed hold of each other, whimpering and sobbing as they rocked slowly then faster into a frenzy.
"Come for me, Olivia. Come now." He uttered.
With a cry, they both came and lay spent on the grass still in each other's arms.
Olivia awoke in a start, panting and sweating from the erotic dream.
This had truely shocked her that she silently cried to herself.
The way the Phantom took her womanhood and she said yes!
Something like this was wrong in these days, a woman had to wait until marriage and having dreams such as this was unspoken for.
But strangely, she loved it.
The danger, the passion, the way he touched her.
It was like last night where she made her debut in his opera, a innocent young woman replacing her frail friend only for a man to change her life.
He made her into a lust filled, wanton woman that desired his touch, his voice and everything about him.
Suddenly, she heard music play outside with him singing along.
Pushing the sheets aside, Olivia walked towards the curtains and pulled them open.
She admiried the glittering lake then slowly turned to where he sat at his organ.
Silently, she listened to the song that breathed passion and true love:
In a world where music and love belong, this is the place I live.
Only you, the woman of my dreams, can be beside me.
The song from my lips speak true of the passions that burn inside me.
A key to my heart is yours, my dearest love.
Open it and let the wonders of my world burst all around you.
Will you take my hand with I offer and come away with me?
Forget the dark past, begin with a bright future starting this very day.
I would wait a thousand years for your answer, only you know the real truth of you heart's desire.
Suddenly, the Phantom stopped and turned around to see Olivia in awe before him.
She studied him as he rose from the stool, his shirt was open to reveal a patch of hair on his chest and a black dressing gown that suited his black mask he was wearing.
"Good morning, Olivia." He said, after clearing his throat.
"Good morning, Phantom. Did you get a good rest?" She asked, walking towards him so she could look at his music.
He watched her reading the notes, they seemed confusing and troubling to play or sing but it was a another thing to admire the Phantom for.
He smelt her quietly, the soft scent of woman teasing his senses.
"Well, did you?" She asked, looking at him.
"What? I'm sorry, I was lost there." He replied.
She shook her head and laughed, then repeated the question.
"Why yes, I did. I'm surpised for a woman like you to invite a man in the bed though we arren't lovers." He said.
Olivia stared at him deeply, taking his words in.
"So who was the song meant for?" She asked, changing the subject.
The Phantom knew the answer but didn't dare say it.
Instead he said nothing and headed towards the boat.
"What does it matter, no one will listen or sing my operas now I'm a wanted man." He said, gruffly.
Olivia walked towards him, wrapping her arms across his chest.
"I would, forever and ever." She said, with a sigh.
He wasn't stunned by her words but by her embrace that melted every single angry thought.
Christine was the woman that he gave her a voice and a chance to become what she always wanted.
Olivia was someone that believed him, would perhaps follow him until their final days on earth.
Was he falling for her? Was he finally forgetting the young diva he was haunting for so long?
He needed time to think this through, be away from everyone to understand where his heart truely lies.
He turned around, taking her in his arms and stared deeply in her eyes.
Any moment now and he would lean down to kiss her, it was a matter of meters from their lips to meet.
Olivia felt her thundering heart pound harder than ever before, the feel of her first kiss for real was a frightening but hopeful thought.
His hand reached to touch her cheek, slowly he used his fingers to push her head closer so she could feel his breath on her face.
She licked her lips, ready for his touch on them.
"It's morning, I shall take you back before anyone notices."
Disappointment and hurt instanly fell on her face, the horror of being led on broke her heart into a thousand pieces.
He let her go and offered his hand for hers to take but she refused to take it, instead stepping on and sat down.
The Phantom could understand why she was behaving like this but he didn't give any more thoughts about it.
They reached the mirror in silence, not one uttered word was said during the journey back.
Olivia stepped through without saying goodbye, she wanted nothing more to do with him.
Suddenly her arm was pulled back which she fell in his arms and his lips met hers.
The kiss was passionate and long, at long last Olivia has felt her first ever moment.
They pulled away at the same time, staring deeply in each other's eyes.
"Wow," She gasped.
He smiled at her, one he hardly showed if he was truely happy which he suddenly realised he was.
"Olivia, I must leave you now for a while. I need to think this through." He said, sadly.
She nodded her head.
"I understand but know this: I have already thought what I want and that is you. When will I see you again?" She asked.
"Soon, my love. I leave you with a parting gift. Farewell." He dropped a rose on the ground and hurried back in the darkness.
She reached down to pick the flower up, smelling it's sweet smell.
Her eyes fell on the mirror, magically it was shut only her image stood.
A heavy sigh escaped from her lips, then she exited Carlotta's dressing room and headed back to her room before anyone saw her.
But someone did, a man hiding in the shadows of the corner.
A certain Raoul Da Changy.
Author's Note: At long last I have done this chapter, I did this one eariler and the site logged me out! I lost a good deal of what I wrote, made me very upset. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy this passion filled chapter. More soon!
