~ Ashton's POV ~
I was not sure at first, but mom is I heard her voice when she was asking either guy at the counter for the bottle of champagne, I am now certain that the waitress is none other than Avril, but the question is what is she doing in this kind of place and with such kind of people.
Is she entire of her surroundings? Guys were checking her out from head to toe with a disgusting smile on their faces.
My mood was already not good enough and now they are making it worse.
I glared at the bastards whose eyes were fixated on her back. They all then started to look here and there when they realise that I was glaring at them.
All of them knows me as I am a regular here. They are well aware of what I can do and what I am capable of doing.
None of them are strong enough to stand
