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A New Beginning	By : Lum Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 5783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Please see the prologue
Warning: I have decided to raise this story’s rating to M for mature for sexual/sensual content. The story will remain suitable for those over 16. If you are 18 or older you can read the uncensored version of the rest of the story at adult-fanfiction.org as it is posted. From now on I will let you know which chapters have been censored.

A New Beginning
Chapter 11
Desire
Not censored

The daily meetings to design the second home were proceeding tensely and with heated anger. Madison refused to budge and Erik refused to draw the rooms that she requested. “You simply cannot grow a tree in the middle of a house, it is ridiculous and I refuse,” he said.

Madison glowered at him, strands of hair escaping its confines as she shook with white hot rage, “my father hired you to draw and oversee the building of this house. Perhaps if you do not have the talent to create what I desire than you should resign from your positions and leave at once?” She crossed her arms underneath her breasts and smiled devilishly, her right brow quirking in amusement.

Erik gripped the pen tightly in his hand, ink running from the tip and spotting his fingers and trousers. They were seated next to each other at the small drawing desk, his body turned towards hers. At the moment he wanted nothing more than to close his large hands around her slender neck and squeeze.

She smirked in triumph before smiling sweetly, “I’ll call Ummi and have her pack your things. You can leave straight after supper.” She rose from her seat, calm and collected. When she attempted to turn and leave the room Erik’s hand shot forward and wrapped around her wrist.

Her smile disappeared, “let go of my arm, monsieur.” Erik rose from his seat and towered over her smaller frame, his other hand grabbing her other wrist. He stepped towards her and she stepped back, together they stumbled to the wall until her back was pressed against it and he leaned dangerously close.

She suppressed the small shiver that ran down her spine and settle in her abdomen. “My father will have you hanged if you even so much as break a strand of my hair. Release me.” Erik dipped his head towards her and pressed her harder into the wall. Removing the anger from his voice and allowing it to flow sensually he leaned his face beside hers and whispered into ear, “Your mouth says ‘release me’ but your body says ‘stay’, I don’t think you know what you want, in many circumstances.”

Madison’s face flushed in anger and desire as his rich voice seemed to caress her, just as his breath stirred the fine hairs on her neck. Her breath came in gulps as he loosened his hold on her wrists and stepped closer until he nearly touched her. He stood like that a moment, drinking in the smell of her natural scent mixed with her perfume, delicate orange blossoms.

Another shudder ripped through her torso as her nipples tightened and parts lower began to stir.
A knock at the door ripped them apart as Ummi came bustling through the door. She took in the scene before her and stopped in her tracks. “I brought you two more candles,” she said, holding up the goods in her arms as proof. She stepped forward to the table and replaced the burned down stubs of wax with new ones.

Looking from one figure to the other Ummi furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips. With candle stubs in hand she walked though the doorway, but instead of closing them turned and glanced at the figures behind her and said, “I’ll be leaving this door open, miss Madison, and If I see that it’s closed later while I’m on my way to bed, I’ll open it again. Good night,” and left them alone.

Madison listened to the housekeeper walk down the hallway, her shoes making soft clicks on the hardwood floors, and sighed shakily. Ignoring the architect she pushed past him left the study briskly.

Erik closed his eyes and groaned softly, raising one hand to the masked portion of his face. He had forgotten himself in a moment of anger and desire and allowed the phantom to regain control. Bowing his head in solemnity he remembered his vow to design the house quickly and be on his way, and sighed forlornly. He could still smell her perfume.

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Madison perched on the window seat of her bedroom window, the book she had been reading, Jane Austen’s Pride and Predjudice, abandoned haphazardly in the folds of her white cotton nightshift. She ran a hand through the ends of her braided hair and stared blankly out into the night.

She tightened her hold on the book and brought it to her chest, leaning into the glass window pane. It felt cool against her cheek, a pleasant respite from the muggy heat of the day. June had turned into July and the corn was growing rapidly. The fields would be harvested soon, and the weather hinted at a possible third harvest before the end of the growing season. This meant that father would be seeking out the gypsy boys soon.

The gypsies had camped outside of town just in time for the season’s first harvest. They traveled this way every year, staying for a few weeks to do field work and stock up on supplies before heading northwest. They were not welcomed in most towns, distrusted and feared, but Madison’s father had made an effort to befriend them, offering decent pay for the hard labor, he allowed them to be honest workers instead of hated thieves.

She looked up at the stars and sighed, tracing shapes into the fogged glass. They faded slowly as her breath evaporated and she was left staring up at the heavens.

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Eric sat at the desk that that had been placed in his room. He scribbled furiously on a sheet of scrap paper; it was a list of the rooms she had demanded. He expanded and changed them, making them more than the unfinished dreams of a child. For hours he wrote furiously, detailing the list of items and workers that he would need to begin construction until at last he began to draw, transforming their ideas into a work of architectural wonder.

He was nowhere near completion, but for now he would stop. His eyes refused to focus and his hand was cramped. Eric fell onto the bed completely clothed and fell into a deep sleep quicker than he ever had before. For once he did not dream of Christine.

****Author’s Note*****
I know that it’s much shorter and later than you guys deserve. Hopefully the plot will quicken now that most of the preliminaries are done. Looks like things will be steaming up between Erik and Madison. :)
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