XXIX. The Wedding Announced
"That bastard! No, those bastards!" Erik raged. "How dare they force my Zuri into a wedding."
"Erik please you are scaring your daughter." Antoinette told him.
"My wife is missing. I need to know where she is. I need to have her here with me. Aya needs her mother. I...need her."
"Erik she was kidnapped. We have to figure out a plan to get her back."
"We'll have to move." He suddenly said.
"Where will you go?"
"America or maybe Italy, somewhere where we will be free to live without persecution."
"Erik how will you rescue her? The paper says she is going to marry in a week."
"I will steal her back on the wedding night. I already have everything prepared."
"Be careful. I'll keep Aya with me until you bring her back."
"Thanks Antoinette."
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Zuri cried into her pillow. Three weeks she had been here. Three! She hated being treated like a child, but most of all she hated being away from her family. She wanted to feel Erik's soft touch and see her child with him. She wanted to hear his voice. "Erik!" She wailed while beating her pillow.
"So this is the phantom's name?"
"None of your business jerk!" Zuri did not have time to say another word because he was on top of her pushing her body into the bed. "Get off me!"
He caught her wrists then pressed them above her head. "No." He whispered cruelly in her ear. "I have the right to you."
"No. I am not. I belong to my phantom."
"Then maybe I should tell your father. Won't he be interested."
"No!"
Smiling he said, "That is what I thought." He released her hands momentarily then proceeded to kiss her lips harshly. His free hand caught her right breast then squeezed hard. She winced in pain that she felt. "You are such an ass!" She growled. "Let me go." She began to kick out at him.
"Stop it." He growled in her ear.
"No. I will not. Keep away from me!" She finally had enough strength to push him off. "Get out of my bedroom!"
"I will have you by the end of the week!"
"You may think so!" 'Oh Erik, please, please, save me!'
