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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 · 现代言情
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The perfect relationship - 2

Even though his hands were itching to touch her, he kept them at bay, so that they could have a perfect night together. A night that she would never forget for it would be the night where their souls would twine after marriage.

An hour and a half flight later they landed at Oslo Lufthavn airport. Holding her hand in his they got down from the flight, only this time instead of feeling sorry about her situation like a week back, Akira was ecstatic.

In her mind, she pictured which lingerie she would wear out of the four sexy ones that Katherine had packed for her. She shuffled through the images of herself wearing them and then Raymond ripping them apart.

Her ears burned and so did her palms.

"Your palms are sweating!" he commented with a smirk on his face, and she tried to pull back her hand, to wipe it. But he gripped her even tighter and said,

"I like it. It's more intimate!"