ROME WAS A POEM
PRESSED INTO A SERVICE AS A CITY
"Bitch you are kidding me" my best friend Jamie yelled from the other line. JAMES JONES, my best friend from back in London. He and I work together in my dad's company. while he was in the PR department and i was in the IT department. He is the only one who knew who i was.
"No Jamie, I am not joking, I am actually getting married in a month". Yes i told him about the agreement, and apparently he said and i quote' marriage and dream dont go well in the same sentence.'. HE,, he knows me too well.
" And who is the lucky guy" Wait and watch guy. when i'll say the name he is gonna destroy my precious eardrum.
"Um-myfianceischristophercorbyntheoneyouhaveacrushon" I said in one breathe.
"Wait what, my crush is fiance what, Dreamie come on say it properly. Dumbo" OH LORD SAVE ME.
I take a deep breathe and " My fiance is Christopher Corbyn the one you have a crush on." There I said it.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!. DREAMIE WTF!!!!" See i told ya. haa.
" James calm the fuck down, I am sure my husband will not appreciate you making his wife deaf right before marriage." I justified.
" Well look at you, caring for your husband before you even said the vows." He knows how the hit my nerve.
" OK well.., what no!! shut up bitch."
"So let me make this clear, you are ging to be the first daughter in law of the new generation of the Corbyn's" James questioned me.
"yes"
"You are gonna marry the billionaire Corbyn" ok he is being annoying now.
"yes"
"so means you are gonna break your virgin barrier by a rich Greek god"
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