Chapter 2
She sat in a low arm chair, next to her child's cradle. She had just put her daughter to sleep and was going over the events that had happed the night before.
' It took Erik long enough,' she thought, 'he has been visiting me once a week for almost a year, to continue with my singing lessons. He did his best to hide from me, not letting me see his face, or even his mask. He hid in the shadows, and wouldn't under no circumstance let me touch him, quite the opposite as last night. I'm still not sure how it happened exactly. He came out of the shadows for the first time as we sang our duet. Oh how I pleaded with him so many times to sing that song with me. He knew that was my absolute favorite song, but after last time... Oh when he sang those sweet words... What raging fire shall flood the soul, what sweet seduction lies before us. I couldn't help my self any longer. I needed him, I wanted him, and I got him. He resisted at first, mostly out of pure shock, but then he gave in to his long-awaited desires. I had never realized what I was missing, being married to Raoul. He made a good lover, a great lover, but something was missing. It was just so different with Erik, more romantic, and intimate. With Raoul, it was more just to have sex, but with Erik, it was more than an act. He showed his love with each touch, not just to-' Her thoughts were interrupted when a knock was heard on the door, she turned to find her husband entering the small nursery.
"Hello sugar." He kissed his wife's cheek, then leaned over the side of the cradle, awing at the beauty of their child. "She looks more and more like you every day, Christine." She rose, and went to her Raoul's side.
"Don't be modest, Kathrine's good looks come from you." He grinned, then snaked his arm around her, and began to playfully kiss her. His hands traveled up her corset, stopping on top of her breasts. "Oh, Raoul, not in front of Kathrine!" She protested, stepping away from the cradle, he followed right behind.
"It's not like she know what we're doing." He placed his palms on her cheeks and pulled her in for another kiss.
"But affairs such as this should be done in the bedroom, not next to a-" Before she could finish her sentence, his lips were on hers again and he was slowly guiding her through the hall, to their bedroom, and on top of their bed.
