Paul's POV
With a single look into his eyes, I could tell that he wasn't bluffing. He looked powerful, and I wanted to show off as well, but seeing his bodyguards race up to the table and even the security guards, I wondered who he was.
"Take him me away from here, and make sure he doesn't ever step foot into this restaurant. You might as well hang his face on the wall, that way even the new recruits will never let him in. Men like him belong in the dungeon, but since it is late I don't want to get my hands dirty I have a beautiful woman to attend to" His arrogance was something else.
Barbara is going to pay for this. This is all her fault She is the one to blame, If she didn't make Olivia hate me so much, I bet she wouldn't be looking at me with so much disdain in her eyes.
