"Thiago…" Belinda muttered in shock, her eyes fixated on the two men behind him.
"Oi, aren't you happy to see me, darling? And shouldn't you be calling me darling too, eh?" Thiago asked with an evil grin, his moustache twitching. Crumbs clung to the stubble on his face, giving him a homeless look despite the expensive outfit he wore.
"N-No, I'm just nervous because of these men. What are you planning?" Belinda asked, her voice shaky as she gestured toward the two men.
"Oh, these guys?" Thiago turned slightly. "Oi! I told you to smile when you came in. Why are you scaring my baby?!" he barked, slapping one of them on the chest.
"WE ARE SORRY, BOSS!" the two men blurted, plastering on forced grins that somehow made things worse.
"Darling—Belinda, they're just my meat shields. They'll stay outside, hehehe."
"EUEK~!" the thugs gulped audibly.
