Esam's POV
Dragging my brother out of the house had been the easy part.
Getting him to keep his temper in check while we talked was the real challenge.
“I said calm the fu’k down!” I yelled at him while I shoved Isam toward the passenger side of the car, popped the door open, and forced him inside.
“Sit down,” I ordered sharply.
Isam glared at me but didn’t resist, flopping into the seat with a huff. I reached across him, yanking the seatbelt and snapping it into place before slamming the door shut.
“And don't you even think of creating more drama, I dragged you out so we can figure s**t out. Behave.”
Sliding into the driver’s seat, I started the car. The engine rumbled to life, breaking the tension of the night and the silence of the neighbourhood. I gripped the wheel tightly as
