With all the courage gathered up, Swara knocked the door of he manager's cabin.

'Come in..' Sanskar called from inside.

'Hi..'

'Oh hi.. You are looking .. Fresh..!' He said and slapped down his laptop screen, scrutinizing her.

'Well.. Thank you.'

Swara took her eyes round the office and it was tastefully done. One side of the wall was lined with books, hardbound and paperback. The other side had irregularly framed movie posters, and it all came together really well.

'So where do I drop you?' He asked, getting up from his chair and walking towards her.

'Hmm..?' The word home skipped her tongue and a touch of sadness came across her face.

'Wait ..! Why don't we have breakfast first? Shall we?'

'Sure..' She said, her one half lost in daydreams of him and the other half lost in thinking about the abyss that awaited her.

'Are you sure you're okay?'

'Oh yeah.. I am ..'

They walked out of the room and down the stairs. He took her hand in his, believing that she was still not in a good shape. His touch sent down a million currents through her body. She probably wasn't in a good shape. But the reason was not the hangover, it was him..!

She walked behind him to the parking lot, unsure of the stranger.

Sanskar fetched his car keys from his back pocket and pressed it. The lights of a Porsche, a gleaming blue convertible, came in and it made a beep sound.

She stood there numb, waiting to make sure that the car was really his. He opened the door and swished his hand, motioning her to sit.

As if the guy wasn't handsome enough, he had to drive a luxurious cat as well..! He backed the car out of the driveway like a maniac.

'So Swara.. Where do you work?'

'Silverman Finance..'

'Well that's great..! SF. Now should I make out that you've been a geek all your teenage, buried in her books? A bookworm?'

'Well.. That's what my batch mates used to call me. It was my dream, you see. A dream to get into SF someday. But now, honestly, it sucks here. I mean, the work load is too much. I agree that I wanted a lavish lifestyle, but I wanted to enjoy my money too..!'

'Oh.. Seems as if you are really pissed off with your job.'

'Well yeah.. Kind of. But anyways, can I ask you a question?'

'Shoot..!'

'I strongly feel that I have seen you at someplace before. Your face is very familiar.'

'I get that sometimes. I think I have a common face.'

'Nice car..' Swara said, even as she wanted to say "face" instead of car.

'Thank you.. Its not really mine though.'

'Don't say that.. You seem to be doing really well. You're the manager of ÉLAN, so that's good enough, right? And managing it is a big deal..!'

'I think its a waste of money. The same capital could be better spent. I don't consider it an achievement of any sorts..'

'Its paying for your bills, Sanskar. And moreover, you have an easy job to do with no boss overseeing you in the club. So that's cool, isn't it?'

'I am my own boss.'

'That was an arrogant thing to say, Mr. Sanskar.'

'No no.. You aren't getting it. I am my own boss. I started ÉLAN and it's my club.'

'What? Its your club? You own it? Oh wait..! That's how I know you. You were there in one of the newspaper articles. Why didn't you tell me before. So you're Sans.. No no the SANSKAR MAHESHWARI..! Oh god..! You're the only heir to the huge Maheshwari empire. You are the son of Mr. DP Maheshwari. Oh my god..!'

Swara's POV ~
What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I going out with him? He is Sanskar Maheshwari, owner of the biggest club in Hyderabad and heir to a huge business empire. Actually, he owns the whole of Hyderabad. I mean, he can if he wants to. I can't just go out with any of a star personality. Moreover, I cannot run into trouble with Mr. DP Maheshwari. What if he gets to know? Never.. Never in my wildest dreams should I do this. Go in Swara. Refuse him for the breakfast right at the moment. But what will tell him? That I am already full? Probably no.. That would be the dumbest thing to say. He too knows that I haven't had anything since morning, except a cup of coffee. Or that I have to go to office and I am already late? But work on weekends? Nah..! Then what? Think Swara Mukherjee.. Think. Oh yeah.. I would tell him that I have an important assignment to be completed urgently. That's good..!

POV ends ~

'Umm Sanskar.. Can you please drop me home? I think I have an important assignment pending. You know how the bosses in SF are like, right? They are all so adamant about the work allotted to the interns. And I really don't want to get kicked out from there though the job really pisses me off.'

'Yeah.. But what about the breakfast? I mean, you have had nothing since morning. You might be hungry. Huh?'

'Oh yes.. I am. But I can have it at home while completing my work. Sorry to bother you..!'

'No no.. Its okay. After all work comes first.'

Sanskar's POV ~

What the hell is wrong with her? Two minutes back, she was all fine going out with me. But now, where did this assignment thing pop up from? Did I do anything wrong? No no.. She would have yelled at me then. Or would have probably broken my nose..!😛
But why is it bothering me so much? I mean, she's just a night old acquaintance. Or maybe because I am not used to such refusals. But I am not used to going out with girls even. Oh shut it man..! Stop thinking about her.. Concentrate on driving.. Or else you might bump into something, breaking your bones. CONCENTRATE..! 😠😑

POV ends ~

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A/N:
At times, giving too much of thoughts to a stupid thing, may make you lose the most wonderful person.

So was it love at first sight or Crush at first sight?

Love❤
Shalom..!