Love, lies & regrets

Prologue.

"Angelina come to me", her attention was drawn from the bruise on her wrist to his devilishly handsome face, captivated yet fearful she stared up at his honey brown eyes that were as cold as ice. Nervousness took over and her eyes shifted from his gaze to take in her familiar surroundings. To the right there was a five tier book shelf that was stacked from the top to the very bottom with books, Damien always loved to read, her heart clenched at the thought.
She was sitting on the edge of their king sized bed that was in the center of the room, finally to her right she saw the two doors one leading to their en-suite and the other to their closet.
Damien stared at his angel under hooded eyes, he noticed how she squirmed under the intensity of his gaze, "Angel" he called, his voice deep and authoritative. "Y-yes", she cringed at the crack in her voice
His eyes ablaze with fury and she suddenly remember he had called her over to where he is standing by the door. She quickly dashed across the room but warily came to a stop a few feet away from him. He grabbed her by her hand and pulled her flush against his hard chest, he had abandoned his dress shirt upon getting to the room and now stood in only his slacks and shoes.
"Have I not warned you to stay away from that boy" he seethed through gritted teeth. Angel struggled in his almost painful grip "Damien p-please" she whimpered, tears gathered in her eyes and she looked up at him. His jaw was tight and he had a menacing look on his face, she wanted to tell him that Eric was the one that came onto her but she knew he would never listen to what she had to say therefore she kept quiet with tears streaming down her face.
"Do you think I care for your tears Angel ?"
He spits with venom lacing his tone " I will not fall for the same trick twice" he cups her face in one of his palm and squeeze brutally making her wince and her lips pucker.
"You will not leave this room without my consent, your meals will be sent directly to you, if I learn that you have caused any problems then I will make sure that you regret even the thought of it" He releases her face as if he was repulsed by merely touching her, perhaps he was and she is to be blamed.
The door for the bedroom slammed shut and a wretched sob tore from her when she remembered hearing the hate held for her  by his tone.

However, we need to see how they started off to have gotten here, where Damien despises the only woman he had ever loved, his Angelina.