Continued from here: x with @domanon.
Dom smiled darkly at the young woman, stepping closer to her as she moved to buzz the intercom. He grabbed her wrist with a tut, shaking his head, “now, now. We’ll have none of that. No need to disturb those nice people downstairs is there?” He grabbed her other wrist as well, pulling her away from her dresser, “be a good girl for me….”
❝What the Hell!❞ Ava cried out in shock, tinged in fear, his grip on her wrists tight and bruising. She tried to pull back, but with the way he was pulling her, ended up swinging round until she fell on her ass, fortuitously for her attacker, on her huge four poster bed, arms crossed over in front of her, with Dom towering over her. ❝Help!❞ she yelled. There was no way anyone would hear - unless there were security guards patrolling the hallways.











