Stefan's POV

The plan is officially in action. She is in for a big shock today at the restaurant. I decided that as long as I am here I would be waiting tables just with the other staff. Like the other staff. And I would get no VIP treatment.

I thought that this way I could be closer to her. I mean it's just waiting tables. What's the big deal ? I can do that. What could possibly go wrong. I mean it's just a common thing.

"Stefan Anderson found waiting tables in his own restaurant. Our informer informs us that he might be doing this to raise some charity. But the cherry on top is that his supposed ex-wife is rumored to be working there. What are you up to Stefan Anderson ?"

Maybe that could go wrong.

"What were you thinking ?" Hope hisses in my ears. I haven't waited my for at table yet and then the news leaks. Great.

"I am sorry. I just wanted to do something that was different and out of the schedule." I say with a shrug.

I mean why are they, so much concerned about why I am doing this ?

"Mr. Anderson could you please just talk to the media outside. They are creating a nuisance." The manager says.

1 hour later.

Talking to media takes that long ? Ugh..... now I can start. Mike pairs me up with Hope. 

I might have had something to do with that.

Means I help her and wait her tables with her. I could help but notice the way, Mike's jaw was clenched when I said that.

"Hi I am gonna be your waiter for the evening, my name is Stefan. Let's start with the drinks, shall we ?" I say to a table of what looks like teenage girls. They look up and start whispering and giggling. This never gets old.

"Ya we would like water. Sparkling. And macaroni and cheese and a dish of whatever you give best." A redhead says. Honestly, she is repulsive. Did I hear a sexual innuendo ?

"Okay, be back"

I go back in the kitchen and I hear squeals. As in someone struggling. And some man-grunts. Like he is in pain.

I look around, and reach the refrigirator side. That was under maintenance. I go in find Mike's back to me. He is kneeling a little. And he has Hope's hands tied to the shelf behind. She is sqealing  and puliing against the shelf but it is no use.

"You bitch." He screams and goes to punch her.

I hold his hand from behind and squeeze it behind his back. He grunts.

"Men are strong so that they can protect. Women. Respect them. Not hurt them. Next time you try to touch her I will kill you. She is mine." I roar in his ear.

Then I push him off her and he hits his head on the door. I untie Hope and then turn back to him. I drag him by his collar from behind and take him out in the open. Where people are dining.

One thing I absolutely despise is men forcing them on women. Especially the ones who beat them. I am not letting him off that easy.

"What were you doing ?" I ask.

"Dude, let it go. This had nothing to do with you. Stay out of it." He replies. From the corner of my eyes I see Conner going to her. Comforting her. Somehow she doesn't faze. She remains the same.

The reason I am not with her right now is because I am fuming. All I see is red right now. And she doesn't need me right now.

I kick him and say, " it is when you are messing around with something that is mine. She is mine. Stay away from her. My wife. Stay away from Hope"

Everyone looks at me wide-eyed. Then I realise what I just did. I ruined it for Conner and Hope. Not that I regret it. But I did it unknowingly. And I made a mistake.

So much for something new.

Then a girl, one of the staff members, Stella , I think her name is comes forward and kicks him in his balls with her heel.

"YOU DICKHEAD. YOU BLOODY FUCKER. THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING WITH MY BEST FRIEND. HOW DARE YOU ? DONT YOU KNOW BETTER THEN TO MESS WITH A HORMONAL, 'ON HER PERIOD' GIRL'S BEST FRIEND ? I WANTED TO DO THIS FOR A WHILE NOW."

*kick* ouch.

"I AM GONNA KILL YOU, RIP OUT YOUR ORGANS AND SELL THEM IN THE BLACK MARKET. THEN I AM GONNA HUNT DOWN THOSE WITH YOUR ORGANS JUST SO I COUKD GET THE SATISFACTION OF KILLING YOU AGAIN. THEN I AM GONNA CHOP OFF YOUR BALLS AND FEED THEM TO THE DOGS, YOU ASSHOLE JERK !"

Okay. That was graphic. Then the whole restaurant hurts into laughter. She kicks him on his stomach once more and the storms off taking Hope's hand in hers and takes her out. I call the police and then when they arrive I explain everything to them.