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A Second Chance
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Category:
M through R › Phantom of the Opera
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
17
Views:
6,386
Reviews:
14
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own the Phantom of the Opera, and make no money from this story.
Chapter Two
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Title: A Second Chance.
Author: Larissa
Summary: She has the courage to save his life and give him a new one. Based on Susan Kay's and Gerard Butler's phantom.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Erik/Melanie and Erik/Christine.
Feedback: desired and appreciated.
Characters: Erik from Susan Kay's book "Phantom" and from Gerard Butler's interpretation.
Disclaimer: I do not own Erik, Christina and Daroga. The other characters listed in this story are all mine. I do not make any money out of it.
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The duke Antoine Perry Savar du Cherrion was one of the richest noble men of Paris. He worked building small palaces and renting them and his fortune was constituted of several of these palaces as well as the palace where he lived with his daughter, outside Paris. He also was the breeder of the magnificent Breton and Andalusian horses along with sheep and cattle.
The palace had over 20 rooms, several ball halls and was considered a work of art from the last century. It was reformed a few years ago by an unknown architect who had an exquisite taste for art.
His wife had transformed the gardens into a flourish heaven and a beautiful row of pine tree left the visitors enchanted while they walked towards the property.
The countess Bianca Carina Santieri di Antonelli was 17 years old when she met the duke. Both were with their parents spending their vacations on the Rapublicca marinara (Amalfi coast). The green eyes of the young woman touched the brown ones of the 20 year old man and her perfect mouth pronounced the words:
“Molto piacere, signore!”
That’s all it took for the duke to fall in love with her and not rest until he brought her to Merbelle with him as his wife.
Bianca transformed the palace into a reunion place for all the French high society and always captivated all with her beauty and high energy. Everyone agreed that the French nobility had never known such a beautiful and seducing woman. They all grieved when she died in an accident, which also left the duke with one leg shorter then the other.
Normally it would take over an hour to cross the road that led to the duke’s palace. Yet, that night, the coach took much less time.
Melanie held the man’s head on her lap firmly due to the swinging of the carriage. She tried through the dim moonlight to see the distorted features of his face. She delicately passed her fingers over his rammed cheek trying to feel the deformity; the roughness of the skin and an immense tenderness as well as care filled her heart.
She thought about all the suffering that was shielded in that soul. What horrors that poor creature had gone through. The mighty Phantom of the Opera, feared by all! The music genius, the magician, the underground king, the trapdoor lover, lied there in her arms helpless like a kid and with his face still wet by the tears.
She figured those tears were the cause of that accident. He probably did not see the carriage approaching.
She wondered about the reasons of those tears. Would it be because of the young soprano he kidnapped from the stage? Melanie and her father were in the theatre when it all happened. Why did he bring down the chandelier? Why did he let the young woman go? She would have so many questions to ask him when he woke up.
They finally reached the palace and managed to take him to one of the rooms.
Melanie left the room and let the servants undress him, clean his wound and dress him with one of her father’s clean clothes. Thankfully her father was a big man otherwise the clothes wouldn’t fit.
Melanie asked her father to stay with Erik in the room and he, like he always did, consented. So she accommodated herself on a chair by the bed and watched him. He was delirious through the night, constantly calling for Christine.
She understood his pain and suffered with him the ache of being lonely. She also had suffered a great deal in her life with the loss of her mother amongst other things.
In the morning, the doctor came and sewed his wound. He left a recipe for a couple of remedies since he said Erik had a fever and it could get worse. He instructed the servants on what to do and then went to the duke’s cabinet to speak with him.
“Excellency, you do know who that man is, don’t you?”
“Yes, and I’d ask you Dr. Serge, not a word with anyone about this. My daughter brings home even birds when they are wounded. She would never let this man on the street to die. Please, in the name of our now so long friendship, I ask you to keep the secret of what you saw here today.”
“Of course! I’ll do what you ask. But, are you certain no one else saw you putting him in the carriage? The police could knock on the door any minute. This man is a wanted murderer. He killed an employee and a tenor in the Opera Populaire. You will have to hide him very well.”
“This palace has many secret passages. The architect who reformed it made a few new passages and improved the older ones. There will be no problem making him disappear.”
“Very well, Mr. Duke, I will return tomorrow to examine him. For now keep him in bed, medicated and quiet. His nature is strong. He will live. Have a nice day and I will see you tomorrow.”
After the doctor left, the duke kept sitting by his desk still in deep thought. He imagined how that whole story would end and what was going on in his daughter’s little head. Why such an interests in such a morbid man?
Title: A Second Chance.
Author: Larissa
Summary: She has the courage to save his life and give him a new one. Based on Susan Kay's and Gerard Butler's phantom.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Erik/Melanie and Erik/Christine.
Feedback: desired and appreciated.
Characters: Erik from Susan Kay's book "Phantom" and from Gerard Butler's interpretation.
Disclaimer: I do not own Erik, Christina and Daroga. The other characters listed in this story are all mine. I do not make any money out of it.
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The duke Antoine Perry Savar du Cherrion was one of the richest noble men of Paris. He worked building small palaces and renting them and his fortune was constituted of several of these palaces as well as the palace where he lived with his daughter, outside Paris. He also was the breeder of the magnificent Breton and Andalusian horses along with sheep and cattle.
The palace had over 20 rooms, several ball halls and was considered a work of art from the last century. It was reformed a few years ago by an unknown architect who had an exquisite taste for art.
His wife had transformed the gardens into a flourish heaven and a beautiful row of pine tree left the visitors enchanted while they walked towards the property.
The countess Bianca Carina Santieri di Antonelli was 17 years old when she met the duke. Both were with their parents spending their vacations on the Rapublicca marinara (Amalfi coast). The green eyes of the young woman touched the brown ones of the 20 year old man and her perfect mouth pronounced the words:
“Molto piacere, signore!”
That’s all it took for the duke to fall in love with her and not rest until he brought her to Merbelle with him as his wife.
Bianca transformed the palace into a reunion place for all the French high society and always captivated all with her beauty and high energy. Everyone agreed that the French nobility had never known such a beautiful and seducing woman. They all grieved when she died in an accident, which also left the duke with one leg shorter then the other.
Normally it would take over an hour to cross the road that led to the duke’s palace. Yet, that night, the coach took much less time.
Melanie held the man’s head on her lap firmly due to the swinging of the carriage. She tried through the dim moonlight to see the distorted features of his face. She delicately passed her fingers over his rammed cheek trying to feel the deformity; the roughness of the skin and an immense tenderness as well as care filled her heart.
She thought about all the suffering that was shielded in that soul. What horrors that poor creature had gone through. The mighty Phantom of the Opera, feared by all! The music genius, the magician, the underground king, the trapdoor lover, lied there in her arms helpless like a kid and with his face still wet by the tears.
She figured those tears were the cause of that accident. He probably did not see the carriage approaching.
She wondered about the reasons of those tears. Would it be because of the young soprano he kidnapped from the stage? Melanie and her father were in the theatre when it all happened. Why did he bring down the chandelier? Why did he let the young woman go? She would have so many questions to ask him when he woke up.
They finally reached the palace and managed to take him to one of the rooms.
Melanie left the room and let the servants undress him, clean his wound and dress him with one of her father’s clean clothes. Thankfully her father was a big man otherwise the clothes wouldn’t fit.
Melanie asked her father to stay with Erik in the room and he, like he always did, consented. So she accommodated herself on a chair by the bed and watched him. He was delirious through the night, constantly calling for Christine.
She understood his pain and suffered with him the ache of being lonely. She also had suffered a great deal in her life with the loss of her mother amongst other things.
In the morning, the doctor came and sewed his wound. He left a recipe for a couple of remedies since he said Erik had a fever and it could get worse. He instructed the servants on what to do and then went to the duke’s cabinet to speak with him.
“Excellency, you do know who that man is, don’t you?”
“Yes, and I’d ask you Dr. Serge, not a word with anyone about this. My daughter brings home even birds when they are wounded. She would never let this man on the street to die. Please, in the name of our now so long friendship, I ask you to keep the secret of what you saw here today.”
“Of course! I’ll do what you ask. But, are you certain no one else saw you putting him in the carriage? The police could knock on the door any minute. This man is a wanted murderer. He killed an employee and a tenor in the Opera Populaire. You will have to hide him very well.”
“This palace has many secret passages. The architect who reformed it made a few new passages and improved the older ones. There will be no problem making him disappear.”
“Very well, Mr. Duke, I will return tomorrow to examine him. For now keep him in bed, medicated and quiet. His nature is strong. He will live. Have a nice day and I will see you tomorrow.”
After the doctor left, the duke kept sitting by his desk still in deep thought. He imagined how that whole story would end and what was going on in his daughter’s little head. Why such an interests in such a morbid man?