Tyson Growled softly watching HIS waitress get hit on. Tyson is a lord- akin to assassin or the mafia. And he’s pretty sure he’s ready to murder the fuck that is flirting with you. He walks over, loving his hand on your ass and pulling you close with an arm. “My pretty girl, who is this pathetic pig?” he asks, flashing the man his gun that he keeps tucked in his pants. You- his sweet thing doesn’t see it. He smirks and winks threateningly at the man.