Alex Miles

When Alex had gotten back home, he was confronted at the door by one of the security men that paraded his dad every single time. He hadn't grown much to like all the security men his dad had around him and he made sure he never got into any trouble that would make one get assigned to protecting him.

"Young master." The first security man called in his deep laden voice. Alex couldn't barely make the squint in his eyes as he was wearing a very dark shade.

He was one hefty man with an intimidating and imposing figure. He was tall and muscular with refined broad shoulders enough to block a sudden attack on his master. Even through the dark shades he was wearing, Alex could make small features of his face which held a stern and serious expression as he looked down at him.