I stomped all the way back to my room. I threw my hat on my bed with my gloves and ripped my hair out of my bun. I nearly threw the floorboards off and when I got down to Erik's layer I saw him sitting there at his organ. He was scribbling music notes on a pad. Obviously noticing me he held up a finger to stop me while still jotting down notes. He wanted to not loose the music in his head. I gripped a part of my dress instead of strangling him.

Erik was wearing black again. Oh he looked good in black. Tonight he wore a black mask as well it was a masquerade type that covered a small portion of both sides of his face. Oh gosh I could barely concentrate to yell at him.

He looked up at me.

My voice shook a bit as I began to speak to him. "Is it true, did you break that man's hand?" I asked.

Erik's expressions hanged. His eyes looking so innocent I couldn't bear it. It was like watching a crying puppy in the rain.

"Don't look at me like that!" I yelled. I turned away from him. I couldn't look into his powerful eyes without diving at him in passion.

He stood up. I felt so weak with him towering over me. Before I had felt safe with him, but now the familiar mix of fear and lust was yet again in the air.

"Had you forgotten who I am?" He asked in a very low slightly angered voice.

His voice sent chills down my spine.

"What had he done wrong?" I asked. I raised my head now meeting his eyes. I gazed upon the cold heartless look upon his face and knew my fear was shown. I backed against the wall for support as I stumbled.

He walked to me and hovered his hand above my cheek as if caressing it without touching the skin. He now knew the power he had over me and was taking advantage of it.

He seized my wrist. I nearly cowered in front of him.

"It angers me that you don't trust me," he spat.

"You... you didn't do it?" I stuttered.

"Where did you hear such a thing?" He asked still a tinge angry.

I didn't even bother to answer him all I needed to know was that he never did it. I glanced back at his face. I wanted to capture that expression so badly. I loved every single face he made even his angry face, I loved when he slightly sucked in a lip and his eyelids would partly close in fury. I began to smirk. I knew my grin would probably anger him further but I didn't seem to care. I just giggled when his angry expressions intensified.

I couldn't bare it any longer. I grabbed his adorable face and forced his lips onto mine. I wasn't surprised at his reaction. He drew back almost immediately. I was a bit disappointed but I only wanted a taste. He drew in his lips retrieving the moisture I had left.

His eyes got wide and hips mouth opened. He touched his lip with his gloved finger. He had a taste of me and wanted more.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. Our eyes were locked on each other. He grabbed my hips with less hesitation then the last time. He wanted me badly. His desire for me intensified my emotions.

Our movements became so fast. We both wanted so much more of each other. Between kisses he would suck on my neck and took off his glove to tracing the places his lips had touched.

Erik spun me around and held me now with me facing in the same direction he was. He began feeling the shape of my upper legs. Goosebumps began to form all over my body. My heart was racing. I had never allowed a man to touch me this way, well not this part of my body either. He was now discovering my shape. I grabbed both sides of his face enjoying his touch. I now feared myself because I could no longer resist anywhere this man would lead me. I couldn't allow myself to do this. I burst from his grip and turned around so I could face him my chest was heaving and so was his.

"I … I have to go," I managed to say before running back to my room. I had to stop myself before I gave everything I had to offer to this man.