#Chapter22

Sandal's POV:

"W-what do you mean?" 

"I wasn't talking in Persian."

"But Sir, I really don-"

"You're not going anywhere Sandal, nor will I let you."

"What?" I frowned and his gaze hardened. Dominating and intense.

" I want you to stay here... by my side." 

"Huh?" My voice barely came out, but quickly shook my head to self-composed myself and said, "Sir I really don't understand what you are talking about. What I am trying to say is I will not stay here ... in this city anymore." 

"And what if I stop you from leaving?" He asked spinning his phone in hand, but his gaze was glued...