That night Charlotte sat in her room drawing in her sketchbook when she heard a knock at the door. She set the pad aside. "Always interrupted" she mumbled to her self. She unlocked the door and turned the knob. The Door opened, rather slowly, to Raoul.

"Mademoiselle." He said "may I have a word?" She showed him in, and shut the door behind him. He sat down at her vanity table, and her on the bed.

"First of all, I'd like to say, you have quite a voice" he complimented. She nodded, and smiled "thank you very much monsieur." He smiled back at her, for an older gentleman, she thought he was rather good looking, but no Erik.

"Also to apologize for my behavior today" he said. She looked at his blue eyes, Chris had those eyes, they made her smile, even if she didn't really like Chris. "I acted like a fool in front of you and in front of Erik, and I'd like to apologize. It's just that, you were the only girl Chris ever loved. Not to mention you were legally supposed to be his wife" he said looking up at her.

"What?" she asked her voice cracking in anger and fear. 'My parents wouldn't dare, would they?' she thought.

"When you were born" he began "you parents and I made a deal that you would marry my eldest son, Chris." She looked at him in awe. "So," he started "You belong to him." She let out a whimper of anguish. She wanted to hit him… no, she wanted Erik to kill him, she looked to the mirror, to see if he was there all she saw was herself nearly in tears.

"I belong to NO ONE!" she said angrily. "I am my own person" she raising from her spot on the bed.

"I'm sorry mam'selle, but you are not" he said trying, in a way, to comfort her. "You are legally bound to Chris" he said getting up and turning for the door "I am sorry" he opened the door. "Chris wants to have supper with you tomorrow at our house, at eight o'clock, I trust you know where it is" he shutting the door and leaving completely.

Charlotte, on the verge of tears, pressed open the mirror, and ran through the tunnels leading to Erik. She ran the way she would not have to take the boat. She ran straight to his home.

She saw him sitting at his Organ happily composing. She ran into his lair she screamed "Erik" breathlessly, now crying.

He stood up, alarmed, and ran to her. "What's wrong Mon Cheri?" he asked holding her. She wept against his chest.

"I… I belong…" she started tearfully "to Chris." Anger ran through her. He held her close to him. "I have to marry him, it's arranged" She said breaking away from him. She fell to the floor, and cried even more heavily.

"Charlotte" he said softly. She looked up at him her huge blue eyes twinkling from tears, her true face emerged, just as beautiful as ever, to Erik. "You don't have to do anything you want, you are a free woman. You are not a slave. Not to mention, an engagement to another man breaks all previous bonds" he looking at her pitifully.

"Tell that to Raoul" she said with disgust. She picked Charlotte up from the ground, and hugged her. 'I intend to' he thought to himself.

"No more talk of Darkness Mon Ange" she tearfully looked up at him. They leaned into kiss each other, and were consumed by there passions.

She woke up the next mourning in his arms. Her hand grazed his arm and she remembered everything, she smiled, a very wicked smile. "Feel better?" he asked. She giggled, and looked at him.

"Yes, thank you monsieur" she said playfully. She pulled her way up to his side. His eyes moved down her body, he couldn't help but smile. "Erik?" she asked "was I your first?" He gave a slight laugh.

"You'll be happy to know mademoiselle you were" he said. They lay there in silence. Her mind wondered. Her thoughts strayed to what would happen that night. What would happen?


MUWHAHAHAHA Phantom X Phantom sex, I'm dirty! It had to come… PLEASE COMMENT THIS TIME I WAS SO SAD TO HAVE NO COMMENTS ON THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER

I bet you, you thought Erik was gonna start singing all I ask of you… I'd never make him sing the words of the fop.