Some surprises are to come in the following chapters. It gets very heated in this chapter! Just a warning for those who can't handle it. I hope this one wasn't too graphic. I tried my best to keep it clean-ish, but thank you again for the reviews everyone!

"Why are you here?" Christine said coldly to the figure standing behind her. Christine had returned after spending time with Meg running around the opera house. She would be leaving the next day with Raoul for three months.

"I've heard the wonderful news. Congratulations Christine on becoming the Vicomte's newest pet."

"How dare you speak of him that way! He would never think of me in that way, though I wouldn't put it past you."

He stiffened, but showed no outward sign of the hurt he was feeling from her words. He hated that boy and hated that he was taking his Christine away from him.

"That boy is no good for you Christine and you know it." Erik said taking a few steps toward her. She was brushing her hair and staring at her reflection in the vanity's mirror. The candle light illuminated her soft skin making it appear golden. His angel was becoming more beautiful every day, but how will she change if she left for three months?

"You do not know what is good for me and it is not your place to decide. Raoul is a warm, caring, charming man who would never harm me or mistreat me. I trust him and I graciously accept his offer. I want to see the world and have a chance to experience life! Ever since my father died, I have lived here at the opera house and never have I had the chance to leave it and maybe I never will again. I'm doing this for me." She sat the brush down and stared at Erik in the mirror. Her words seemed to have no effect on him. He just stood there as if nothing had ever been said. It hurt her that he showed no emotion and soon her anger began to rise.

"Say something damn it! Why do you do this?" She stood up and walked right up to him. She was staring him down even though he was at least six inches taller than her. It didn't matter what happened now. She was leaving the next day and wouldn't be back for months. She had to get things strait between them.

"Christine say it, say that you have feelings for me. I need to hear this if it is true and if it isn't tell me so. Do you love me or do you not? Answer me now or I will not be here when you return, if you return."

She looked into his eyes and saw that he meant every word he said. "I love you Erik." She said softly though it rang in the air. She had surprised even herself. She had known that she loved him, but never had she been able to admit it out loud even when she was alone.

"I'm sorry dear repeat that," he was half sarcastic and half serious.

"I do love you Erik, I do." With that she leaned up and softly kissed his lips. She went to break the kiss, but he wrapped his arms tightly around her and held her there kissing her more passionately. Christine threw her arms around his neck causing her to stand on her toes in order to reach, but Erik gracefully lifted her off the ground so her legs wrapped around his waist. He left her mouth and kissed her neck and her shoulders and the bare skin just above the top of her dress. She was going to die if he kept going like this. She could barely breathe just like before, but not just because of her corset. Erik noticed the change in her breathing. Afraid that her corset was again cutting off her breathing he looked up into her face, but much to his delight saw that she was breathing more heavily for a very different reason. He carried her over to the bed in the corner of her room and laid her down upon it.

One by one he unbuttoned the front of her dress to expose a red velvet corset and a thin chemise beneath that. He stared at her for a moment waiting for her to say "stop," but only her breathing could be heard. Carefully he pulled the dress off of her and rolled her on to her stomach with a slight gasp coming from Christine as he did so. The lace on her corset was drawn very tightly making him wonder why women put their bodies through so much discomfort. Christine was set free from her corset nearly gasping from relief as Erik turned her back over onto her back. He looked into her eyes before kissing her lips her chest and then her heaving stomach. Chills coursed through her whole body as he did so.

Her hand fell upon his mask causing him to quickly jerk away from her touch. "I do not want to look at your mask. I want to be able to see you, all of you." Christine slowly moved her hand closer to his mask. He watched her hand and closed his eyes as he felt her gently pull it off. His skin was instantly exposed to the cool air in the room which was a relief, but he looked worriedly at Christine, afraid that she would be disgusted by it. She leaned up and kissed the deformed flesh before kissing him full on the mouth. He leaned her back down on the bed as she began removing his shirt. He laid down own top of her placing all of his weight on her. Erik continued to kiss her shoulders making Christine's back arch underneath him.

"Erik please I need you." He stared at her slightly surprised that she was begging him to have her. She wanted him and he would not deny her this time.

"Say you love me Christine." He pressed himself against her lower abdomen and weakened at the sound of her moan.

"I love you," Christine said in a husky voice nearly panting.

With that he removed the last few articles of clothing from their bodies. He stared at her form as it glistened in the candle light. She was shy about being naked before him, but he soothed her by humming Music of the Night. He watched as her eyes fluttered closed and her head roll back against the pillow. It was almost too much for him.

"You know that this will hurt Christine. I will only do this as long as you know that I love you and I would never do anything to hurt you." Christine looked into his eyes.

"I want us to do this. I need you Erik," she gently kissed the base of his throat. "I need you now."

That night they passed the point of no return and became one. The angel of music and the angel in Hell found peace in one another and made the music of the night.