Christine's POV
"Madam thank you for bringing her here. You are dismissed, we will see you next week."
Master Destler said and I stood in front of his desk with my head down. After I heard Madam Giry leave my nerves returned.
"You are shaking. Why?"
Master asked me.
"I'm not sure Master. I believe it is because Ive never met you before."
"Don't be nervous. Here let me show you the house and tell you about your duties here."
As he stood up I looked up at him and followed him out of his office and to the hallway.
"While you are here I wish for the parlor, the stairs, and your room to always stay clean."
We both suddenly stop in front of this one door.
"This is the one room you are to never enter. Is that clear."
He said very seriously.
"Yes master."
"Good. Now follow me to your room."
I held my bags in my hands and walked with him. As he opened the door to my room I noticed it was the only room in the house that has white lace curtains, white roses, and red bed sheets. I gasped at its beauty.
"Thank you Master."
"Call me Monsieur Erik. I know what Madam giry told you about my past experiences but I'm willing to change for you."
"Well thank you Monsieur."
I stepped inside my room and set down my bags.
"The other maids will have dinner ready soon. I expect to see you down there."
He said turning on his heel walking out of my room.
"Wait one moment Monsieur."
He turned back to me.
"Why do you wear a mask?"
Suddenly his eyes grew dark and he charged forward at me. He grabbed me by my shoulders and I started to cry at his harsh grip.
"How dare you ask about my mask! Don't you even dare THINK about what is behind my mask! Haven't you been told.."
He paused and studied my scared and fearful expression. I felt the tears in my eyes fall down my cheeks as he continued to stare into my eyes. He then threw me to the floor and closed the door.
"Ah the one thing Madam Giry forgot to tell you."
"W-what do y-you mean."
I said now crying.
"The only rules I have are do not go in my room, and ask about what is behind my mask."
"I'm s-sorry..."
"I will forgive you this one time since she did not warn you, but if it happens again I will have no choice but to punish you. Is that clear Ms. Daae?"
"Y-yes Monsieur."
"Good. I will see you at dinner."
He said then exited my room closing and locking my door.
First he abuses me then he makes me his prisoner. Why god, why did you do this to me. I wish my father was here to comfort me, but I must let that thought go. I am now the prisoner of the opera ghost.