|Eshan|
"Sorry, sir. We tried stopping him, but he just strode in pushing his way through-" The assistant of Parth stood breathless outside the door. She had clasped her hands tightly as she alternatively looked between Parth and me.
I could make out how scared she was. My thumb landed beside my right eye as my forefinger rubbed my forehead momentarily. "You can go back to your work, Maya. I'll handle this."
Parth had regained his composure. Gone was the timid and nervous boy from before. The stern, compose, fearless man stood in-between me and the man who was giving hostile look to him.
"Sir, I'll handle this. You don't need to worry," Parth said calmly and even though his voice was calm, I could hear the hidden rage in them.
