Fifty-three

~Isabella’s POV

Nathan and I were so shocked when Damien came in. Nathan quickly moved away from me, still holding the food in his hand and bowing to greet Damien.

I stared with unblinking eyes at Damien as I waited for his reaction. I wrapped my arms around myself and lowered my eyes, closing them halfway. I did not want to see the blow coming.

Just then, Damien’s action came as a shock. I had expected him to flare up, beating the hell out of my life, asking me why Nathan was in my room. I thought he would kill us both, especially since we had been both alone in the room. Damien was extremely possessive and jealous and I shivered when I remembered an incident that had happened a couple of weeks after we had gotten married. He had fired a guard for grabbing my arm when I stumbled in the stairs. After the guard had left, he had taken me back to the room and had had sex with me all night long. He had been determined to make me feel something for him. Eventually growing frustrated when I