Celebrities, Coders, and Chefs

Chapter 1

"You are what you love, not who loves you" ~ Save Rock and Roll, Fall Out Boy
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Fours years ago....

Evelyn's POV:

"Haha! Nice one guys! Where's Ashton Kutcher because I just got punked!" I say incredulously, looking at my mum and dad, hoping and praying that they are joking.

My mum looks at her gold Rolex and then back at me. She squints her eyes in a way that conveys her disappointment. "Darling, I don't know who this Ashland Kutsor fellow is, but we are serious. Don't be immature about this."

I lean against the nearby wall, hardly believing this is for real. "No way mummy. I am sorry. I want to get my PhD and this will just ruin my pla-" I begin to refute this awful proposition when my dad clears his throat.

"Your mother and I are very serious about you accepting this. This is an amazing opportunity for all of us."

I laugh without humor, cutting my dad off. "No, dad. We differ in opinions about what is 'an amazing opportunity.' An amazing opportunity is getting accepted into one of the best engineering colleges in America."

My mum stops me by waving her hand. "Don't make this just about you darling. This offer could change all of our lives for the better." She pauses, gauging my reaction. "And I guess you could still pursue your career. I don't know why you would want to. Modeling would suit you so much better..." she trails off, looking me up and down.

My dad whispers to my mum. "Sweetie, don't bring that up right now. We don't need more resistance to this offer."

My mum nods her head. My dad is the only one who can talk sense into my mum.

"Darling," my mum begins and I brace myself for whatever she is going to say, "think about it. If you don't accept, we will be broke. Your father and I will have to find other jobs, which will be very hard because our competitors will be quick to blacklist us. We won't be able to afford anything, especially school for either you or Tommy. Do you really want to send him to a public school?"

"Bloody hell. She got me." I think. My five year old brother, Thomas, is my weak spot. I don't want him to go to a public school. He is a smart boy, but is too naive to survive the taunting of older and rougher classmates.

I walk over to the large window, intensely debating with myself. A few minutes later, I make my decision.

"Mum, Dad." I take a deep breathe. "I will marry Xander Maverick to save our family company."

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Present Day:

My smile is glued to my face. I try not to blink as the flashing camera lights temporarily blind me, but they make my glittery gold evening gown shimmer. My arm is gently around my handsome husband's waist. He looks down at me lovingly and I laugh and blush in response.

The paparazzi loves us. The perfect couple. "The Best Couple of 2017" according to People Magazine.

Questions are thrown at us from right and left.

"What's it like being married to the sexiest billionaire alive?"

"You've been married for four years, do you expect children anytime soon?"

"Mrs. Maverick, are you getting divorced?"

"Are the rumors true that Xander cheating on you?"

And so on and so forth.

We just ignore all of the questions and smile at each other adoringly for the cameras.

The American pays a lot of attention to me especially.

My porcelain skin, bright blue eyes, and natural bleach blonde hair all make me the idealized face for a trophy wife. Throw in the fact that I'm from Britain — Americans, ironically, go crazy for British accents — and everyone thinks I am perfect.

Frankly, it's quite annoying to live up to their expectations.

We are whisked into the large luxury hotel ballroom where a charity event for Xander's Fortune 500 company is being held.

As per social custom, I grab a champagne glass from one of the waiters and daintily sip it as Xander and I make the rounds, our arms gently interlocked.

We smile and chat, truly playing up our facade by stealing kisses every so often. People awe at us and make comments on how we are perfect together.

I hate every moment of it.

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A/N: Ta da! What do you guys think about Evelyn's parents? They seem interesting... more about them to come later! :P
Evelyn and Xander: America's cutest couple. Yet Evelyn seems unhappy. What will she do about it?

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