Can You Mend My Broken Heart?

171 Gala night - 4

He had been standing all disappointed for the last half an hour in search for her. Even texting her didn't help.

So when the announcement was made he became all the more restless just to have a glimpse of her.

The moment the spotlight was switched on, his gaze fell straight on her. Even though she was far away, standing up in the balcony, he could clearly see how nervous she was for her eyes gave away the thoughts in her heart which he was perfectly capable of reading. But what raged his heart was to see Vikram holding her hand and comforting her.

"It should have been me", he thought and marched ahead leaving Scarlett behind.

The moment she reached the stairs, his jaws just dropped.

She looked drop dead gorgeous in every sense.

That dress did full justice to her hourglass figure and accentuated her assets. Her loosely curled hair and her locks roamed randomly on her back and on her bare shoulder. She looked like a diva all ready to rock the dance floor. That dark maroon lipstick adorning her lips made him eager to take a bite, to take a taste. But his heart skipped a beat the moment she took the first step down the stairs.

Her dangerously thigh-high slit gave way for her long legs to breathe and every single time she took a step down the slit gave a good glimpse of her toned thighs and slender legs. All that he could do was to gawk at her with all his attention and curse his fate for not being the one next to her.

His eyes scanned her top to bottom and he couldn't believe that something like her could exist for real on earth. That dress was indeed something and provoked all his carnal desires in one go.

He had somehow successfully managed to calm his nerves, but then she decided to agitate them again.

The moment she reached the ground floor, that wink of hers flooded his heart with myriad emotions and when she bit that lip of hers, he just wanted to grab her by her waist and pull her close and seal those lips of her with his own. But he clenched his fists and controlled his nerves from going berserk for he couldn't let Vikram have a clue that he knew everything.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for the endless torture that was about to begin, for his girl was to share the dance floor with his arch-nemesis and that too when she was looking so freaking delicious.

But unfortunately, she wasn't done teasing him. She took her position in the center with Vikram and then turned back and while she did so, she pulled all the hair from her back and placed it in the right front side and then gave a corner glance to him.

Someone's throat ran dry and gasped for air.

Her bare back and her milky skin was nothing but an open invitation for him to go ahead and explore her but the crux was, no matter how much ever he wanted to he just couldn't. He tried to swallow that bitter pill of jealousy and took a step back for they were about to start the dance.

As the music started, Vikram swiftly pulled Akira close with his one arm around her waist and with the other he held her hand and he deliberately gave a smirk filled look to Raymond, probably trying to show him what he had lost and what he had won.

The moment Raymond saw his hands on her bare back, he couldn't take it anymore and left the arena as he couldn't bear to see her anymore with Vikram.

When Vikram made her twirl, she saw Raymond walking out and her heart became all restless.

"Did I overdo it?", she thought and got all unhappy.

Because of the sudden sadness, her dance became all robotic and no matter how hard Vikram tried to make her look at him, she didn't. She kept looking down or to her side.

He didn't worry much thinking that she was too nervous and just danced happily with her. A few minutes later when the dance ended, the arena thundered with applause for people really appreciated this new young and energetic couple who totally rocked the dance floor.

Vikram was more than pleased with the response that people gave and then he pulled Akira close and whispered into her ears,

"Thanks for tonight".

She smiled and looked at him and said,

"Well thank you for holding on tight !!! Now if I may, can I go to the washroom?"

"Yeah just dab a tissue on your forehead. You are sweating even with air-conditioning"

"Forget that even my armpits are sweating out", she said and then left for the washroom.

She moved forward towards the washroom side and then took out her phone and texted Raymond.

"Washroom" - Akira

But before she could even keep her phone inside her clutch, her entire body was scooped from behind and before she knew she was pulled inside the storeroom.

His breathing was haggard and his eyes looked all fiery.

"Raymond I...", but before she could finish her sentence he snatched the phone and the clutch from her hand and placed it on the table next to him. And with a single swift move, he clutched her hands and lifted them above her head and pushed her onto the wall. Before she could react or understand his lips were already on hers, hungry for attention since long.

He sucked her lips so hard that she whimpered instantly and withered. His one arm moved instantly and captured the nape of her neck to support her for he knew that she was no more able to stand on her own.

His restless tongue explored her mouth like he was entering her territories for the very first time.

She couldn't take it any more and tried hard to release her hands from his grip but that was in vain for the blood of jealousy was running deep within him under his skin.

His lips kept exploring her mouth like he was set on an expedition !!!