Rhea POV
When the gang started crying and begging, as soon as the bodyguards descended on them, I nearly burst out laughing. Not because it was satisfying watching them pay for their sins.
But because the whole thing was faker than most reality tv shows I'd seen.
Sadly, I was the only person who seemed to notice that. The chaotic scene had caught the attention of others who were having their meal in peace, but rather than seeing the s**t show, they were rather captivated by Red, looking at him like he was some sort of saviour, a knight in shining armour.
Some girls in the corner were already wetting their panties in awe, excitedly whispering amongst themselves and it was even more irritating because I could hear some of them.
"Gosh, he's so hot!"
"i wish I had a boyfriend like that"
