“I wonder why.” I smirked. Ruben's love to go after that monster he considered his brother was pitiful.

“Not everyone is blessed to have such a handsome, such a charming, such a good brother… like me, of course!”

“Yeah, yeah,”

I couldn’t help but to laugh, my fault that I thought for a second he would praise me. That man never loses a chance to become overconfident.

“I was desperately waiting for my Asad’s voice. Now you came, this home feels alive again. Zaviyaar rarely gets time, it’s so quiet and lonely here.”

“Ah, Zaviyaar is a child, Mama. I am the Man of the house after all.”

He laughed,...