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Can you mend my broken heart?

Gazing at the Starbucks café at the airports had become a ritual for her. A desperate attempt as she hoped against hope to see him again, probably get one more chance to kiss him again. Looking at the store all lost, she walked ahead, but stumbled and bumped against someone.  The cup of coffee that he had in his hand spilled all over just like the first time when she had met him.  "Jesus Christ", he muttered.  The moment she heard the voice she looked up and saw his face. It was the same face that had promised to stay next to her, till death did them apart. Tears flooded her eyes and she could barely speak, "I knew you would come back for me Raymond". She raised herself on her toes in an attempt to kiss him, but he blocked her lips with his palm. "Whoa, whoa, Miss !!! I guess you have mistaken me for someone else." "What are you saying, Raymond? It's me, your Akira. The love of your life, your fiancée," she said and stretched her hand showing the ring on her finger. He stared at the ring for quite some time and then looked at her face apologetically and said,  "Miss please, I am already a married man." And then he silently walked away. ----- [Instagram - niharikabhol] [Join me on discord at] https://discord.gg/cPVJ69e [Warning: This novel has mature content. Reader's discretion advised]

niharikabhol · Urban
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556 Chs

The game of Monopoly

"I want all his messages to be checked".

"Yes, trace all his call logs too".

"I do not care how much it takes to break into his phone, but I need the report now, as in right now!!! Do you understand that?"

"Money isn't a problem here but make sure all his traces are wiped out".

He literally barked and then kept the call.

Inside his office in Staten Island, Vikram was pacing in his room from one corner to another. He knew that things had already gone out of his control when his guy informed him that Akira had gone to Raymond's place Sunday evening.

The image of Raymond touching her, playing with her, made his mind go berserk. He couldn't imagine someone else being with her again when he almost had her so close. She was slipping out of his hands like grains of sand through the crevices of his fingers.