Chapter Twenty-Four:

A few weeks passed by and Erik and Michelle were finally getting the hang of being parents. Erik was a very attentitive father and did everything to make his daughter happy. He rocked her and played with her and fed her. Everything he did was for his daughter and he couldn't be more happier to do it.

Michelle only went up to the main part of the opera house to announce that she would be able to perform in the next opera. Once she had, she walked back down a hall towards her bedroom. Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her down a darkened hall away from the main part of the opera house. "Let me go!" She protested.

"No whore." A familiar voice spat at her.

"Armand? How dare you even say that to me!" She shouted at him.

"Get off your high horse Michelle. You're a whore to a deformed monster." He replied then pushed her up against the wall. She moaned in pain. "So if you play whore to him then you can do so for me too."

"I'm NOT A WHORE!" She shouted loudly in his ear.

"Are you sure? Didn't you give yourself before you were married?"

She gasped loudly, "You dare suggest.."

"Don't play coy." He cut her off. "I knew he took your virginity from the moment I saw you two rutting like animals. How can you enjoy a monster doing those things to you!"

"He is not a monster! He is my husband and he means everything to me. You're hardly a man. You could never fill his shoes. He is much more caring and kind than any man I have ever known!" She paused as anger raged in her eyes. "And all this time you wanted me for my body. You are different from the boy I knew years ago. All you want is my father's fortune but you are not going to get it!"

She felt pain rise in her cheek as he slapped her. "I may not get your fortune, however Michelle, I will have you and there is nothing you or your deformed moster of a husband can do about it."

For once in her life she had never felt such a feel of anger and rage come over her. Michelle beat her hands against his shoulders then with all her force, she brought her knee to his crotch, which sent him falling backwards. She should have run, but she would not, she could not. Not after the insult that he had said about her husband.

"How dare you!" She screamed as she launched herself at him and wrestled with him. "Don't you ever speak of my husband again!" Michelle screamed then gasped as he pushed her harshly on her back, causing pain to shoot up her back and head. He pinned her hands above her head with one hand as he forced her legs apart and kneeled between them.

"He's not here to protect you Michelle! I can do anything I want!"

Suddenly, Michelle saw her husband's glowing eyes and saw him wrap a rope around Armand's neck. "Not here am I!" Erik questioned the choking man.

"Erik!" Michelle cried out as he pulled Armand off her then pushed him up against the wall.

"You see when you are in the Opera Ghost's domain you do not do anything to threaten his wife! You will find that I can be a beneficial Opera Ghost or one that commands. I intend for you to die so goodbye!" Erik shouted then pulled hard on the rope until he heard a satisfying crack. He dropped the body in the floor and went over to Michelle.

"Erik." She whispered sadly as he picked her up in his arms. She gently leaned her head against his chest.

"You will be bothered by him no more."

Michelle felt sad that there was no other way to get rid of Armand but death. She cried softly as Erik took her down to the lair and gently laid her on their bed. Fawna slept soundly as Erik climbed into bed and drew Michelle close to him. "It's alright angel. I love you."

She buried her head against his chest and whispered, "I love you too Erik."

A/N:

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Pyrite