Can you mend my broken heart?

As she heard the sound of the doorbell, she hurried and packed everything that she needed into her delicate clutch. Her brother had already gone ahead and opened the door.

"Hey, dude !!!"

Mike faked a smile on his face and said,

"Sup man !!!"

"You tell me. Its been long that we met or talked. I understand that she has become very busy, but why the hell you have been ignoring me?"

Saying that Vikram stepped inside.

"Jesus forget that. Man, you are looking something else today. Ready to rock the worlds of people huh !!!"

"No just one. I want to rock the world of just one person."

Saying that Vikram sighed and looked towards Akira's bedroom door as it creaked open.

She definitely looked ethereal in her royal blue gown dress which looked like had absorbed the ink of the darkness of the oceans. That stark color contrast of her dress made her skin look even fairer and dewy. Her dress snugly fit her body in a classy way, accentuating her assets in the best possible way. 

Seeing her halter neck, Vikram knew that it was a backless dress and a smile spread on his face just thinking about that fact that she chose it to wear for him. She smiled at Vikram and strutted towards them, holding a jacket in one hand and her clutch in another.

But surprisingly instead of looking at her sister, Mike was busy looking at Vikram. He was repelled with the way he was looking at his sister. Being a guy he could tell that there was definitely a hint of desire. He knew that Vikram will never dare to touch his sister against her wishes, but tonight she was looking something else altogether. 

Her thigh-high slits at both the sides of her dress, graciously showed her toned legs as she walked and Mike could see Vikram's lips part a bit with happiness. And that was it. 

He lost all his cool.

"It's freaking cold outside and you are going to wear this? Can you at least put your jacket on?"

Mike said and looked at Akira un-approvingly. 

Seeing the way her younger one behaved, she smiled and ruffled his hair before putting on the jacket.

"I have made some sandwiches for you and have kept them in the fridge. And I have also stocked up your kombucha too."

No matter how old they grew, no matter what position she held, she was always that loving and doting sister who cared for every single meal of her brother. Somehow it hit the right nerves of her brother and he pulled her to give her a tight hug.

"Stay safe. Do you want me to come over there? I can stay outside?"

Mike whispered into her ears as he hugged her.

Akira smiled and as she detached herself from him, she said,

"I will be fine. Sleep well ok? Will you?"

Mike then turned towards Vikram and said,

"Take care of her and bring her back home before midnight."

Vikram smiled and said,

"You definitely have grown up kiddo."

Saying that he extended his hand to ruffle his hair just like Akira did, but he ducked and said,

"No more messing with my hair people. Now chop-chop."

As they left the house and went towards the limo, a part of Mike cringed with the way Vikram was escorting her sister. But knowing her sister, he was pretty sure that it must be a part of her plan, for he knew that she despised him more than he could ever do.

So, taking a deep breath, as he was about to turn back inside, he saw a blue rover parked at a distance. It was exactly the same car, parked at the same spot which he had seen a week back. But before he could even set his foot down to go and check the car, it sped past him, following the limo.

And heavens know that he could swear and tell that the man in the rover, looked like Raymond.