Swati's POV -
My brows knit in a frown surprised at the audacity of this man while I am amazed by his storytelling skills at the same time. I look at him with shocked eyes and the only thing that comes to my mind is to run and hide somewhere and contact Dhruv from there because I do not know what this psycho would do, and I am really bad at making assumptions. He is one built man and those brutal-looking scars that run across his exposed chest scream that he is not afraid of any physical damage. I need to work my way out of this situation in a much wiser way as if I am pretending to have some really important work or so, or I must ask him to take a seat maybe that will bring his guard down and I can run away from this place and hide somewhere. I try to find the cell phone that I probably
