"Young master. I suggest you move away from the premises. I sense danger." Tavon whispered, straightening his tie and staying right by your side.

There was no danger, just that there was a few men staring at you lustfully.

After your father, also a mafia boss, appointed Tavon to be your bodyguard, he's been following you around everywhere.

"I don't want you in danger, young master. Let me escort you out." He crooned, wrapping an arm around your waist.