Raoul for his part could not seem to get his eyes off of Christine. She looked lovely in her maroon dress that seemed to hug her body in all of the right places. Inside he was fuming. She should be his. He could have given her everything and he wanted to see this man that her father had so easily given her to. Her large, expressive eyes found his and he could see the genuine guilt she felt. He knew she was aware of his feelings and that hurt him all the more.
They all turned when the door opened and a man dressed completely in black came in. He wore a white mask over half of his face and there was a grim frown on his lips and an angry look in his eyes. Both Anthony and Raoul stood up as he approached and both of the men tensed when the other mans eyes roamed over them. All three pairs of eyes turned to look at Christine as she suddenly stood, her eyes finding the masked man.
"Oh, Monsieur, there you are!" she said, slightly nervous with the look in his eyes.
"Who are they?" he demanded, waving an impatient hand towards the two men. Christine smiled and took each of the men's arms. Erik's eyes bored into her as she seemed so close to the two strangers.
"This is my brother Anthony and my very good friend Raoul de Chagny," she introduced. Both men held out there hand and Erik simply stared, not moving. Raoul and Anthony glanced nervously at each other.
"Get out," Erik said very softly. Christine stared at him in disbelief.
"I beg your pardon, Monsieur, I only wished to visit my sister!" Anthony said, shocked by the man's rude behavior.
"Get out," Erik repeated. Christine held the two men's arms tightly.
"They are not leaving!" she said.
Erik stared at his wife silently. How dare she disobey him in front of these two men? When he had found out that she had two gentlemen calling on her he had been furious. He had told Gustave Daae that he may send his son to visit five days after the wedding. The old man dared to disobey him? Christine was his and he would decide who she could have to visit and who she could not. He turned his gaze to the two gentlemen.
"I warn you only once; get out of my house," he whispered, his voice laced with venom. Christine's eyes were flashing as her brother pulled his arm away and embraced his sister, telling her it was alright, he should get going anyway. The man named Raoul embraced her as well, a little longer then Erik liked. When the door shut behind the men Christine turned to him, her face flushed in anger. A smack echoed through the quiet room as Christine hit him. Erik's body tensed and he became perfectly still, staring at the fuming woman in front of him.
He grabbed her wrist so tightly she almost fell back in surprise. His grip caused her to flinch in pain but she refused to back down. He had humiliated her in front of two men she cared for and he had absolutely no reason to do such a thing.
"Hit me again, Madam, and you will wish you hadn't," he hissed. She pulled away from him, her eyes never leaving his.
"You had no reason to make them leave," Christine said.
"It is my house. They were not welcome."
"Am I?" she demanded.
"Are you what?" Erik snapped.
"Welcome?" she replied.
"You are my wife, the mistress of this house. Of course you are welcome," he said, becoming annoyed.
"Yet you have done nothing to make me feel like this is my home!" she said. Erik said nothing, knowing she was right but far too stubborn to admit it.
"If I am the new mistress of this house then do I not have every right to have someone here to visit?" she continued, needing to prove a point. He reminded her of a little boy. If something did not go his way he threw a tantrum! Well she refused to deal with it.
"Fine. You are permitted to have your brother visit. Not Monsieur de Chagny," he said. Christine frowned.
"Why not?" she demanded. His only visible brow rose.
"That is none of your business. I said he cannot come here and that is that," he stated simply. She let out an angry breath and stomped her foot. He was impossible to talk to!
"You are insufferable!" she informed him.
"And you are annoying!" he shot back. Christine knew they were behaving like children but she could not help it. The man made her so furious!
"Me annoying? You could give me a run for my money in that department!" Christine said.
"You are acting like a child," Erik said.
"You are a child! You are self-centered, egotistical, stubborn, and annoying!" Christine said. They were both standing dangerously close as they argued.
"Do you ever tire of talking?" he asked dryly.
"No, if fact-"
Christine gasped when he suddenly pulled her to him and crushed his mouth on hers. She was so surprised she did not know what to do. His arms wrapped around her back as he pulled her closer to him. He moaned ever so softly and suddenly she could feel the tip of his tongue run across her lips. Now Christine was not completely ignorant. She had kissed several men before, but they had been chaste kiss, nothing like this. Once she had caught her parents kissing quite passionately when they had not believed anyone to be around. That kiss they had had their mouths open and she knew that was what Erik was trying to do.