III. The Opera Ghost Gets His Reward

Zuri ignored the Opera Ghost's warning and indeed went back to the hall in which he had caught her. She had to know the Opera Ghost. She had to learn about him. She was obsessed with him. It was now daytime and she could venture to see him. Maybe she would even find a trapdoor or find a secret door.

Finding the hall that she was in last night she walked down it feeling for some opening along the way. She came to the end then proceeded to turn around as she did like before. "I thought I told you that you were not to come back here. You knew the consequences mademoiselle and yet you come back. Do you have a death wish?"

"If learning about you is a death wish then I would be willing to die." Zuri said then turned around and stared at the ghost. He had a white half mask on the right side of his face. His unmasked side was extremely handsome.

"You have disobeyed me. I do not appreciate that you came back when I gave you a warning." He said while pulling her against him hard.

"I do not obey you monsieur." Zuri told him confidently. "You do not own me."

Pressing his hand against her waist then his other hand came up and pressed against her breast harshly. "I own you now." He then wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against the other wall and pressed a button and led her into darkness.

She was confused as he took her to his lair deep into the opera's underground. He was harsh as he grabbed her to make sure she was coming with him. It was too late to go back. She was too far in and part of her wanted it. "Coming into my territory is a costly mistake that you have made."

"I do not understand why you are saying this to me. I understood it when you came to me and threatened me. I have to know more about you. I know it sounds like I am obsessed but I just want to understand you." Zuri told him while he continued leading her down.

"You do not need to know anything about me wench. The more you know the more you sink deeper into this. You really are a stupid wench." He told her while dragging her deeper.

"Go to hell!" She shouted then covered her mouth quickly.

Shoving her against the wall her growled and pulled off his mask. Pointing to his face he yelled back at her, "This is the monster that will have you in his bed. As for hell, you have no idea what hell is." He then smacked her and pulled her over his shoulder.

She felt him spank her ass and laugh while he did so. "Have you no decency?"

"I was never taught such." He commented and laughed once more.

"You know my name. Will you tell me yours?" Zuri questioned him.

He stopped suddenly. "I'll tell you if you shut up."

"Fine. Asshole." She muttered angrily.

"It's Erik bitch." Erik said then spanked her hard.

Zuri sighed while waiting for him to put her down. Despite the situation she could not believe that she was being taken down to the opera ghost's lair. It was as if some lifelong fantasy was being fulfilled. Her hands grasped his cloak. She lifted her head slightly to look around. All she saw was stone. She sighed deeply and it obviously caught his attention. "What is your problem?"

"Nothing monsieur. I was just admiring the surroundings." Zuri replied politely. God knew if she was rude the things he would do to her.

He laughed deeply and gave a rare smile even though she could not see him. "Mademoiselle you are very interesting. Why you would want to learn about me is beyond my thinking."

"I just think you are interesting." She tried to explain with a sigh.

"You don't know me." Erik replied while balancing her and setting her down on the floor next to the organ. Grasping her wrist he pulled her swiftly up the steps to the bedroom. Zuri looked in the bedroom and saw a swan-like bed with red velvet. A black curtain surrounded the bed.

The next thing she knew was that she was on his bed and he had already straddled her hips and began to rip the dress she was wearing apart. She gasped in horror as she realized what was happening. He now leaned over her with his mask off. She did not find his face frightening only his demeanor. "Now you're mine. My reward."

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