Chuuya was most likely pissed off to see you being giddy over other..men's inappropriate compliments let alone his underlings at his workplace, the Port Mafia.

He can't take it anymore, damnit.

He walks towards you, gritting his teeth as he pulled you around to make you face him— once he does he grabbed your collar and picked you up from the ground with ease.

“You belong to me. Got it?”

He's not asking, he's making it clear you know your place with that glare he's giving you.