A man in a black leather jacket and tight pants flicked his lighter open and the fire flared. He tilted his head to light the cigarette on his lips. The smoke floated in the air as he blew upwards. Looking down at the unconscious guy on the floor in his feet, he wondered why his boss asked him to kidnap the guy.
The man's name was Philip. He was in his thirties, with a lean build but formidable aura. He was a recessive alpha who worked under Rage Del Valle, one of the orphaned kids he raised alongside his son Azrael to become a reliable lackey.
Philip, being older than Azrael, was prepared to serve the sole heir to the company, yet when Azrael grew older, he chose an older man as his second-in-command. Philip then became Rage's dog, doing all his dirty work and obeying all his commands.
He never questioned his boss' intentions as he swore loyalty to the man who basically raised him and took him out of that dreadful orphanage.