Novel & Cerita Chuckie From Shameless Now

He is slowly falling in love with Sam. The woman was so beautiful and have a charm he can’t resist. Only fools who couldn’t notice her Goddess-like beauty of hers. And he was just a normal guy. The glass door of Chime Shoppe opened. The chime hanging in the middle rings. Chuck entered. He then returned the photos inside the brown envelope and kept them beside the cash register. Chuck sat down on the stool. As usual, he sifted a patty for Chuck’s cheeseburger and gave him coffee afterward.

Chuck chuckled. “It was getting interesting” Shira protested and Chuck laughed again. He now looked very tired. He yawned and closed his eyes. “Shira…” He called quietly. “Yes, Chucky?” “Can you promise me something?” He still had his eyes closed but sounded very serious. “Anything, Chuck” She said, sitting up on her chair. “If I die, will you and Mum promise not to grieve for too long?”

"Have you forgotten what you did back then? I'm going to make it clear to you today. Grandpa only has one mentee. Which is me. As for you …" She sneered. "You're just a traitor." Then, she shrugged his hand off and left. Seeing Yvonne leave, Chuck's smile completely vanished. He swore, "Ungrateful bitch." … Chuck returned home in a rage. When he saw Gwen looking grim, he was even more infuriated. He walked over to Gwen and asked, "Do all the women from Emerald Group have such grim faces?" Gwen calmly replied. "Didn't the press conference go well? Why are you so mad?"

Now they were surrounded, and Chuck looked terrified. Not such a tough guy now, huh, Chuck? “We heard something interesting tonight,” Demetri said to Chuck. “Do you want to explain yourself?” Chuck let out an uncomfortable laugh, and he glanced at Rainey. I fisted my hands at my sides. He had no right to be in her presence never mind look at her. “We were just messing around,” he said. “Remember what I told you about your mouth,” Demetri said in a low voice. “Yeah,” Chuck said. “Sorry.”

While others like ducks in the lake, feigned calmness on the outside but were sweating like pigs in fear underneath their clothing. Looking past all their curious stares, Jackson made a gesture with his hand for Damon to look at his phone before leaving. Damon reached inside his pocket and pulled out his phone. The frown on his face quickly turned into a scowl when he turned it on and a notification popped up on the screen. Reading the text, he shot up from his chair and said to the investors “I'll deal with all of you later” before strutting out of the room searching for his best friend.

Upon seeing Liam, Chuck immediately stood up, but his eyes lit up when he laid them on Gwyneth. "Mr. Luther, long time no see. And who might this be..." Chuck didn't have any ulterior motives, but appreciation for beauty proved to be universal, and he was no exception. Without a trace of hesitation or animosity, Liam responded with an air of confidence, his hand gracefully encircling Gwyneth's waist. His voice resonated with conviction as he introduced her, "This is my wife." Chuck said, "Ah, Mrs. Luther, I've heard so much about you. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

I said, "I'll make it easy on you. If you win, the bet stays the same, I do you. If I win— your wife does the honors to me." "Man, you like to live dangerously." "Unless you want to do me yourself. Straight odds. I'll spot you the twenty-one points my team is behind." "Are you crazy?" "Take it or leave it." "Taken." He stuck out his fleshy hand. We shook. "My name's Chuck. It's going to be a real enjoyable experience, mister, watching you suck my dick." "I hope your wife gives good head." "You'll never find out."

I'm prepared to give him parts of my soul if he asks for it. "I'm sure I can think of something for you to do for me big boy so you can get that digit..."Chuck wiggles his eyebrows and hips at the same time. "It's gonna be like that, huh." he laughs and launches himself on the bed at Chuck laughing "come here big daddy pucker up" and plants a slobbery wet kiss on Chuck's cheek. "That's not the cheek you need to be kissing to get on my good side, Mister." Chucks wiping the wet kiss off his cheek laughing.

Since Chuck enjoyed putting up a show so much, I decided to give him a show to remember. The guests arrived in troves that night. Chuck was in a haute couture suite, and he looked to be in high spirits with his arm around mine. He greeted every guest in attendance and played the part of the perfect husband. "This is my wife, Willow. She's a food critic, and I wouldn't be where I am today without her." He described me as someone irreplaceable in his life, and I smiled graciously as everyone looked enviously at me.