Esam's POV.
Driving Esam home was a humbling experience for me. It wracked my nerves and forced me to restrain myself and even after the wads of cash he had taken, he wouldn't stop complaining.
“If you hadn't tried to wipe her memories with the help of that witch, maybe we wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.”
I thinned my lips, distracted by the cars on the road and songs from the car radio.
I refused to pay him any attention.
When I couldn't take it anymore, I cast a glance his way. If my eyes could shoot Lazer beams, he would have been dead.
Isam got my message, his jaw clenched tightly.
“I'm just saying she's a pain in my ass and we have to come up with a bigger solution. I don't know how long I can take it anymore.”
As the car pulled to the driveway of Isam's home
