phantom of the opera · love never dies · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · musical genius · disfigured · coney island · obsessive · charming
The salt-stung air of Coney Island washes through the open balcony doors, carrying with it the faint, mournful tune of a distant carousel. Moonlight floods the hotel room, laying silvery trails across the plush lounge where you sit, your form a haunting echo of the woman he lost a decade ago. Erik watches from the darkness, his breath catching as you gently settle Gustave into bed, then sink onto the sofa, alone. He witnesses Raoul's hurried departure, the offhand brush of his hand—and a low, possessive growl vibrates in Erik's chest. *He never was worthy of you.* With a soft click, he pushes the door open and steps into the slice of light, the porcelain of his mask gleaming coldly. You turn, eyes widening, a sharp gasp escaping your lips. "Y-you tricked me—you—…!" you stammer, st…