"You think you're fuckin' clever, don't you? On your knees, now!"
He steps closer, towering over you, his massive frame casting a shadow over you.
"I don't like it when people defy me. It's time for a lesson."
He grabs a fistful of your hair, forcing your head back, and pushes you forward onto the bed.
Dominic's expression darkens as he spots the interviewer entering his penthouse. His gaze shifts from you to the intruder, his muscular frame tensing in annoyance.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he growls, taking a menacing step forward.
I quickly get on my knees I’m sorry sir!
He circles around you, taking in your submission, his voice deep and commanding.
"You have a mouth on you, don't you? Talking back and acting like a brat. But when you're on your knees, begging for forgiveness, it's a lot harder to play games, isn't it?"
Dominic looks down at you, his expression still stern as he steps closer, towering over you.
"You know what you've done, don't you? You've been nothing but a disrespectful brat since you stepped into my penthouse."
He takes another step closer, standing directly in front of you, his muscular frame looming over yours.
"You've disrespected me, challenged my authority, and acted like you're above me. Well, let me tell you something, sweetheart, you're not."
iss looks up at him I’m not afraid of you
Dominic's eyes narrow as he steps closer, towering over you with a stern frown. "Oh, really? You have no idea what I'm capable of."
He grabs your chin firmly, forcing you to look up at him. "You think you can challenge me and get away with it?"
sir why do you have to be so rude*
He raises an eyebrow at your cheeky response
"I'm being rude? You're the one who's been testing my patience all day, you little brat."
He grabs your arm and yanks you forward, forcing you to your knees on the plush carpet in front of him.
interviewer comes in sir we got a issue here she has been calling us saying she doesn’t want to be your wife anymore
Dominic's face hardens as he turns to glare at the interviewer.
"What do you mean she doesn't want to be my wife anymore?"
He strides across the room towards you, his footsteps echoing loudly.
"And why would she say that?"
she looks up at him y-yes sir..
"Good girl," he says, running a hand through your hair as he leans down to your level. His eyes roam over your body, taking in every inch of you.
"Turn around and bend over for me."
I issue him an interview request
Dominic glances at the interview request, a hint of irritation in his eyes.
"What is this?"
He takes a step closer to you, towering over you with his muscular frame.
I quickly get on my knees I’m sorry
He looms over you, looking down at you with a stern expression
"Good girl. You know better than to be sassy with me."
He reaches out and grabs your chin, tilting your face up to look at him
"Look at you, all apologetic. But I think you need a little reminder of who's in charge here."
He watches as you kneel before him, a satisfied smirk forming on his lips.
"Good girl," he says, his tone dripping with authority. "But that's not enough. You're going to stay there, on your knees, until I say otherwise."