By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
On the way home after meeting with the client, Felix made a phone call to Peter.
Peter who was busy working was so excited that he almost jumped from the office table when he heard Felix wasn't going to cancel his end of the month bonus. 'Sir...have you asked Catherine about the photo? I'm sure it didn't mean anything... Thanks for not cancelling my end of the month bonus.'
'You deserve a knock on your head...anyway, for mentioning that photo again, you will have to see to the few management- level meeting. I am going home already...'
'What will I say?' Peter wanted to cry but failed to produce any tears. He really shouldn't complain, but he couldn't even tell Felix that he wanted to go home, for he had ordered for a suit to be brought to his home. He was going to wear the suit for the wedding.
'Anyway, go home and prepare for the wedding. You can't be late for Chioma's wedding.'
Peter let out a long sigh, then began to laugh.
Felix muttered something before hanging up the call and focused on his driving home. Tomorrow was Chioma's wedding? Was he prepared for it?
Meanwhile, Michael sat in the luxurious garden of their villa, dressed in a white casual suit as he picked apple from the fruit basket in front of him and began to munch. Then, shortly after, he pulled out his phone and created a personal social media account.
Immediately, thousands of fans began following him. By the time 6pm struck, he already had 6 billion followers. This was indeed a frightening number. The thing that everyone was curious about was why Michael opened a social media account?
But he answered their curiosity by posting up pre-wedding photos of him and Chioma. There was a photo of Michael giving Chioma a piggyback, a photo of the two looking intimately at each other’s eyes, a kissing photo, a photo of Chioma leaning on Michael’s shoulder, a photo of the two of them embracing each other and in that particular photo it seems like blankets of artificial snowflakes fluttered down on them and in the last photo, the both held hands in a luxurious garden; Michael’s head was slightly turned as he looked at Chioma with a gentle and caring gaze. Chioma was wearing a Versace white strapless evening gown and a pair of white Sarah Flint pumps while Michael was wearing Versace all black suit. The slim fit made him stylish and elegant.
Michael did not only post up pre-wedding photos, he also included these charming words; She’s mine forever…
The words were simple but powerful. It was enough to tell everyone how much he loved Chioma and would forever cherish her. It was powerful to stir everyone into wishing to be in the shoes of Chioma Chima.
After Michael finished posting up the photos, there were several thousands of comments popping in. Michael only glanced at a few of the comments.
‘So romantic! I feel like I am the one young master Michael’s talking about.’
‘Chioma’s the luckiest girl in the world!’
‘I now believe in love stories.’
‘I need someone as handsome and capable as Michael.’
‘Chioma dressed up and her aura became extremely strong.’
‘Chioma rarely wore heels. She must be afraid of falling. Anyway, just like flash Michael would swiftly hold you from falling.’
‘I love this OmaMic couple…they’re amazing and breathtaking…’
The news of Michael and Chioma had always dominated the headlines, and no headliner was able to overshadow Michael and Chioma’s news, especially now that they were getting married.
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