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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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That kiss, that touch - I

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"I... I don't know", Akira gasped for air and spoke with a stutter. All her strength had been diminished by his touch. Neither she could feel her legs not her hands. All that she could do was to whisper and whimper in response to his touch. Such was the intoxication of it that she became completely malleable.

"I need to know".

He too whispered and then wandered around the nook and corners of her neck. His electric touch, mixed with the warmth of his breath, made her body go limp. He slightly lifted himself from the kneeling position in which he had been sitting and held the nape of her neck with his hands to support her head as he saw her losing all her control.

"Tell me Akira", he said, but this time it was more like a command.