"My dear I was wondering if you missed me at all." Erik said with a smirk. "Now I know you have quite a bit."

He picked her up off the bed and kissed her long and hard. When he pulled away she was breathless.

"I like your hair better when it's down." Erik growled as he pulled out the hairpins and let the curls cascade down to her pale shoulders. He kissed her again. She never felt so much yearning. She felt his hands roaming around on her bodice. She thought her heart was going to explode out of her chest. Suddenly she felt him undoing the top of her dress, and folding it down to her waist. His lips were on her skin, and her whole body ached for him. The thought struck her that this was unlady like. "Erik!" she exclaimed. Erik stood up straight and looked her in the eye with his familiar smirk. "You can't tell me you don't like it." he replied while smirking even more. Christine blushed a deep scarlet, and then grinned mischievously. He kissed her again on the lips and this time it was she who gently moved his head lower, moaning slightly at his touch on her exposed skin, as she slowly undid his shirt and cape. After a few more minutes he threw her on the bed, pulled himself on top of her and that's how they stayed the rest of the night.

The next morning Christine woke up content and incredibly happy. She knew this was the man she wanted. She was so glad he had given her another chance! He wasn't in the bed with her at the moment. She sat up and noticed a note sealed in red wax in the shape of a skull. Without thinking she grabbed the envelope and ripped it open. The letter she found inside went as follows:

Christine,

I thank you for your services the night before. I have gotten all I desired out of you. You may continue with your normal life as none of this has happened. I will no longer be needing you.

O.G

Christine read it again and again until her eyes blurred with tears so much she could not read it any more. She didn't know what to think. She cried for what seemed like hours. Finally she came to her senses and realized the meaning of this. He had never loved her after she had betrayed him at the Opera house. He meant only to get revenge. She couldn't believe she loved him, and was more incredulous at herself when she wondered if she still did. She realized that there was only one thing to do. Still sobbing, she got up, and first changed the sheets on her bed. She hoped there was no way Raoul would ever be able to know what she had done. Next she took a shower as if to wash Erik away with her tears. She put on a blue dress, reflecting her mood, but knew no one would be able to pick up on it, and started fixing her hair. As she brushed her curls she remembered what Erik had said about how he loved her hair down. She cried for ten more minutes then put her hair up in a bun so severe you couldn't even tell it was curly. She washed her face one more time and set out for Raoul's house. She had made up her mind

A/N I know this was pushing the T rating, if you feel I should kick it up to M then I will but that will be as graphic as it goes ever and I think its still under T. Please read and review. And yes I know the chapters are kind of short and didn't know if I should combine them or not as one. Please tell if you like less chapters less fast but longer….or short chapters w/ more of them and being made faster.