What Rage wants [2]

It seemed that the older man was already informed of his arrival, and having known his son's personality, he knew he'd come home destructively. He stood at the forefront, not even flinching at Azrael's attempt to run him over.

His phone was against his ear as he watched his son step out of the car and face him with a furious look. He smirked at Azrael and cocked at the entrance, gesturing for the child to enter already.

Azrael didn't beat around the bush and rushed inside. If it were not for the four men who quickly stood in front of Rage, Azrael would have grabbed his father's collar without guilt at all.

Rage put his phone down and smiled at his son, "It's been a while. I haven't seen you in weeks, son, what have you been doing up to lately, huh?"