Can you mend my broken heart?

Hearing the voice of someone who was not Raymond at Raymond's house, Akira got startled and thus, immediately wrapped her trench coat back in a jiffy.

Raymond tried hard not to laugh, but it was evident from his face that he was dying to laugh out loud and that made her even more embarrassed.

"God Akira !!! How could you embarrass yourself like this !!!", she thought in her head and cursed herself in every possible way known to her.

Then looking in the direction of the man who had just spoken, she said,

"Sorry, my bad !!!".

Raymond had already turned red because of suppressing his laugh so hard for so long. So finally looking at Akira he said,

"Jesus Christ !!! Meet my childhood friend Michael".

"This is my ... This is Akira !!!", he paused and spoke after much contemplation because he knew that even one wrong word that would come out of his mouth, would be used by Michael to tease him till eternity.

Akira rolled her eyes and looked at Raymond and then shook hands with Michael.

"This one has told me so much about you", Michael said, while shaking her hands.

"Has he?", Akira questioned looking towards Raymond.

"Only the good stuff. All good stuff. Trust me", Michael said and took another sip from his beer can and went back to the sitting area for the love birds to catch on with each other.

"I see", said Akira and then turned towards Raymond.

"You could have told me that you had guests coming over. I would have stayed back at home and this whole thing would not have had happened in the first place".

She had a hint of disappointment in her tone and Raymond could clearly sense it.

"Why would I do that? Our whole plan was to work together for GCG right? So that's what we are going to do".

"So, when you texted about work, you meant real work?", Akira asked with her tone all surprised.

"Yeah, obviously !!! Did you think otherwise?", Raymond asked with a sly smile on his face.

"No I didn't", Akira retorted.

"Let me help you with your bags then", Raymond said and brushed past her deliberately with his fingers cruising against her body and then picked up her bags.

"Hey Michael, I am going to help her with keeping her stuff upstairs. I will be back in a jiffy", Raymond said looking at Michael.

"Take all the time that you need buddy. No rush", Michael said and chuckled.

Raymond smiled hearing his comment but this whole friendly banter was burning Akira up. But there was no respite from it. She had already done the damage and the consequences were to be faced by no one but her.

She silently followed Raymond upstairs and saw that he was moving towards his bedroom with her bags, so she paused and said,

"Can you please keep my stuff in the guest or study room. I don't want your friends to think otherwise".

Raymond paused and turned back and looked at the frown on her face and chuckled. Then again after a brief pause, he asked,

"Then which wise do you want him to think?"

"So the whole point of calling me over to your place was just to mess with me right?", Akira asked with a hint of resentment reflecting in her tone.

Raymond looked into her eyes and then took a deep breath and continued walking towards his room without paying heed to what she had to say.

Akira also stormed behind him and once they had entered his bed room, Raymond threw all the bags in one corner and tuned back. The sky grin that had adorned his face earlier, had disappeared. All that was left was pure desire, burning in his eyes.

Akira's march came to a sudden halt for he stood all towering in front of her.

He took a step forward while she took one back before she was at the door entrance.

Leaning on to her, he closed the door shut with one click and then looking into her eyes he said,

"Yes, I was playing with you but I never thought that you would be so serious about it. I never thought that you would want me to ..."

He took a pause for his eyes were busy looking at the trench coat which had gotten a bit loose and was no more wrapping her perfectly.

"You are such a pervert", Akira said and raised her fist to punch him but then he held the same hand of hers and pinned her on the door. She lifted her other hand to resist, but with a single swift manouvre, he locked both her hands and held them tight with his left hand. She was rendered all helpless by him in a second.

She could feel his haggard breath all over herself and his eyes looked all demanding.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly pulled the bow open of her trench coat with his right hand and pulled the belt out, causing the flaps to open wide. Her see through dress clung on her like her second skin and caused his lips to part slowly.

Her own lips parted seeing him looking at her like that.

"What are you doing?", she asked. But this time her tone was all submissive.

"Something that you would like me to do", he said and ran his index finger along the neckline of the dress.

That touch reverberated through her entire body, sending her shivers. Her eyes closed automatically and she clenched her hands in despair.

Then exhaling sharply on her neck, he said,

"Something that I am dying within to do".

Her eyes opened wide hearing him say those words. He looked into her eyes trying to figure out what she was thinking and slowly released his grip which had pinned both her hands.

Even though her hands were free she didn't dare to resist, for her desires were far too strong for her to control now.