Chapter Eleven

Wicked Witch

The servants scurried to get out of Carlotta's way as she walked with purposeful strides down the hall. Her face was a livid mask of rage. How could he have failed? He had promised her that it would be the last attempt! She would take no more of this.

To long she had watched her husband waste away in the pursuit of revenging his mother. It was too much; the two men would kill themselves if they continued this dispute.

Throwing the doors of her chambers open she stalked to where her husband sat, staring into the flames. Her hand connected with his cheek with a resounding crack. His eyes narrowed as he looked at her.

"How could you fail?" she hissed. Philippe sighed in disgust.

"I want him dead more then you could ever know, darling," he said.

"I told you you should have gone with your men, they are incompetent, and we both knew they would fail!" Carlotta said angrily.

"They almost had him, but his men came out of nowhere," he growled, "At least they managed to leave him a few wounds I am sure he will not forget for a long time."

"We are running out of options, my love, you know that," Carlotta said.

"No, I have found a way to get to him," he said. She turned to her husband hastily.

"How?" she demanded, praying that what he said was true.

"There is a woman, he is keeping her at his manor with what I assume is force. I sent her a letter telling her some of the things Erik has done," Philippe said. Carlotta frowned.

"How do you know she will not give the letter to Erik?" she demanded.

"I had my men find out some things about her, she is a shy and frightened girl, she will consider the offers I gave her, I am sure of it," he said. Carlotta turned and faced the fire, thinking deeply as she stared into the flames.

"Erik has never allowed a woman close to him, she might not mean anything to him," she said.

"Just trust me, she does, and I know she will come to me eventually, her curiosity will win out over any loyalty she has to Erik," he answered.

Could this woman be the key to finally destroying the Black Wolf? She knew Erik did not let anyone get close to him so how was this woman different. Did she believe the things Philippe had written when they were the blatant truth? They could not fail again; she would not see her husband waist away in this pursuit any longer. She wanted the man she had married back. Their son, Andre, who had just turned twelve summers was even beginning to talk about revenge and blood shed, she would not have it! She would not allow her son to be caught up in this fruitless fight. Her motherly instincts were high when it came to her only son.

She felt Philippe come up behind her and run his hands down her sides. His mouth rested against her ear, his warm breath tickling her flesh and sending shivers down her spine. She smirked when his hands went to the lacing of her corset.

"We will kill him, my love, I promise," he whispered, biting gently upon the lobe of her ear. She moaned softly and turned to him, nearly attacking hi in her haste to get his clothes off. His fingers tangled in her reddish hair as he forced her head back so he could kiss her almost savagely.

"I want him dead, Philippe," she moaned against his mouth as he kneaded her breasts. Her fingers went to the bare skin of his back and scratched him, drawing blood. He groaned and picked her up, tossing her onto the bed roughly. As he thrust himself into her Carlotta knew that soon Erik, the Black Wolf, would be cold and in his rightful place; Hades. And she would have her family back.

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A/N: I know these chapters have been short but I have been trying to make up for it by updating more chapters every day. I am very pleased with the responses I have been getting for this story because it is slowly turning into my favorite so far. If you have not noticed there are 3 separate romances taking place in this story, obviously the main one is Erik/ Christine. But then there is Raoul/Meg and now, thanks to this chapter Philippe/Carlotta. I will only focus on the latter 2 sometimes; it will not be a very big thing, because Erik and Christine are so much more important in this story, let me know what you all think about Carlotta. Please review! DonJuanTriumphs