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#ROMANCE
#REINCARNATION
#COMEDY
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#CEO

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 · Urbano
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556 Chs
#ROMANCE
#REINCARNATION
#COMEDY
#REVENGE
#BEAUTY
#CEO

Beautiful morning !!!

That morning was a beautiful one.

He had his first comfortable sleep since ages.

He opened his eyes and saw that beautiful woman in his arms. Her face looked all unfamiliar but he knew it was her. Propping himself up, he looked at her face all curiously like he was looking at her for the very first time.

He ran his fingers all over her face tracing every inch of her.

Her forehead, her nose, her lips, her jawline and then back to her forehead again, trying to cover every millimeter possible, trying to remember the touch of her face in every possible way.

Then suddenly the doorbell rang and he rushed to get the door so that her sleep would not be disturbed.

At the door, he collected the laundry and requested for breakfast service in the room.

Keeping the clothes aside, he took out everything that he needed to show her, his medical reports, prediction analysis provided by Oshana, pictures of her, that he had taken all these days in secrecy.