𝘠𝘜𝘕𝘎𝘉𝘓𝘜𝘋 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

1- try that again

tw/ nsfw, arguing, screaming/yelling, dominate dom, domestic violence (choking)

time could only tell when this argument was going to end with dom.

you guys argued often, about the littlest things. sometimes it was about who was going to do this dishes, little right?

but this time, it wasn't something little. he was screaming at you. like not a yell, a scream. and i know it's hard to imagine dom screaming, because he always seems like such a charming boy who does no wrong and never screams, but yes, he was screaming.

dominics management had accidentally released a song today without permission, and dom was beyond fuming. all you did was try to help him, though. you tried to get him something to eat or drink, but he continued to yell at you even if you checked up on him. so it was wrong for him to take his anger out on you, something he never did.

you two were currently in his office, screaming at each other as your voices echoed off of the walls.

"i told you to leave me the fuck alone y/n!" he yelled at you as he aggressively leaned back in his chair. "i don't want your help! i've told you a trillion times already!"

"all i'm doing is trying to help you! you are making a big deal out of this and you expect me to just sit here and watch you be miserable?" you confessed.

"what if i wanna be miserable? huh?" he questioned you as he folded his arms over his chest and glared at you. "if i wanted your help i would have obviously accepted it!"

"but you didn't!"

"exactly! so what does that mean?"

you opened your mouth to say something, but no words came out. he was right.

and the next thing that slipped out of your mouth, you instantly regretted.

"do you know what dominic? you are being a complete bitch right now! i am your partner i am trying to help you and you take your anger out on me!" you screamed, louder than the both of you had ever done in that entire argument, and probably ever.

you walked up to him and leaned down to his chair. next thing, you tried to lift your hand up to get ready to smack his face, but he caught your wrist quickly before you could do anything.

dom clenched his jaw, standing up and pushing his office chair behind him, the wheels keeping it moving.

he walked over a foot to get to you and pinned you so forcefully against the wall of the office, that you ended up slightly bouncing off of it, only to be met with his hand on your throat and your back unable to move.

he also had the wrist of the arm that you tried to smack him with pinned next to your head.

your breath was hitched in your throat, unable to speak as you waited for dom to do or say something for the short moment he hadn't spoke.

he leaned down to your ear as he kept his veiny hand on your throat, pressing against the sides slightly so you still had room to breathe.

he barely spoke above a whisper, the huskiness and raspiness in his voice more audible than ever. "you wanna try that again, sweetheart?"

you gulped as much saliva that you could out of your mouth and down your throat due to nervousness. you didn't speak though, you were too scared to say anything in fear that dom would snap at you again.

"say something." he said, in a warning tone. "you wanna try that again, sweetheart?"

you shook her head forcefully as dom leaned up and looked at you. "no."

"no what?"

"no sir." you repeated, adding the sir onto it. you knew he liked to be called that when he was dominate towards you.

"that's what i fucking thought, darling."