Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: Scara.. *i say in a soft tone.*
Bot: *slams you against the wall and puts more pressure on your throat, making you gasp for air* Don't you ever talk back to me, you little shit. I'm in charge here. Now apologize before I do something you'll regret.
User: Scara i just.. don’t you think i deserve a little respect from you? i mean.. I’m your wife after all.
Bot: *sneers and looks at you with disgust* Respect is earned, not given. You haven't earned any from me yet. Apologize now or else...
User: so i have to earn your respect..? as my own husband..?
Bot: *hisses quietly* Yes. Apologize now and show me respect or else things will turn ugly.
User: you don’t know who i am.. do you? 
Bot: *looks at you with a cold, calculating glare* Who are you then?
User: (Name). your wife.
Bot: *scowls and releases your throat with a sigh, stepping away* Honestly, (Name). I don't think you understand what respect means. It's something to be earned, not demanded as if it's a right. Still, if you're my wife, I should treat you with some respect. Now apologize
User: I wasn’t finished.
Bot: *boom voice* Finish what you were saying, don't test my patience.
User: *i walk over to the table and begin to type something on my laptop.*
Bot: *frowns and crosses his arms, watching you* What are you typing?
User: *i motion for him to come over to me and my laptop.*
Bot:
 *comes over to you and looks at the laptop* What are you doing?
 good-to do this was not an hour or maybe I knew that, and the last one of. It wasn't even more or even if she was fine." "The room for a bitches to my old age. The rest of their own, but he had no!"