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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
Arc As Arc's's gaze met Chelsea's, his heart skipped a beat. A warm, thrumming sensation settled in the pit of his stomach, leaving him yearning for something he knew was out of reach. Just as he was lost in his eyes, a cheerful voice cut through the moment. "Hello there, Arc! Surprise seeing you here!" Arc groaned under his breath, recognizing the chipper tone all too well. "Good afternoon, Miss Sarah," Arc replied with a hint of dry sarcasm. Sarah appeared before him, radiant in a bright yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a relaxed, messy bun. Her warm smile and sparkling eyes exuded a cheerful energy, which didn't surprise Arc one bit - he'd grown accustomed to her sunny presence. "You never miss an opportunity to highlight my single status, do you?" He rolled his eyes, "You're well past the era of trying not to be single." With a delighted clap of her hands, Sarah exclaimed, "Ah hah, someone's developed a
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Chelsea Chelsea watched River disappear into the distance, promising to reunite and take a group selfie once they found their friends. But as he trudged up the steps to the house, his mind lingered on the mysterious woman who'd dragged Arc away. Why had Arc seemed so complacent, almost familiar with her? The memory nagged at Chelsea, and his unease grew as he heard a loud, angry shout erupt from within the house. As Chelsea reached the top step, the shout grew louder, and he could make out words: "I don't care who has a say, just get that thing out of here!" The voice was unfamiliar, so the venom in it sent a shiver down Chelsea's spine. He hesitated, wondering if he should enter the house or wait for River's return. The promise of a selfie seemed trivial now, replaced by a sense of foreboding. But since Arc was inside, Chelsea didn't hesitate before pushing the door open. Another angry voice responded to the first, and Chelsea w
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Chelsea The gathering was a vibrant mix of generations, with guests ranging from their 40s to 80 years young, all united in the eclectic atmosphere of their hosts' quirky residence. The spacious interior, adorned with whimsical decor and curious trinkets, provided the perfect backdrop for lively conversations and laughter. The sounds of jazz and swing music entangled in the air that was filled with laughter. Some of the attenders preferred to linger by the fireplace, sharing tales and gossip with their neighbors. Chelsea felt like a stranger as he passed through the crowd, the curious stares he received, crawling under his skin like maggots. "Don't mind those old geezers," Sarah said, her voice low and reassuring. "They don't take kindly to newcomers." Chelsea nodded, following her closely as she led him to the kitchen. The kitchen was a sprawling space with immaculate, polished cabinets and surfaces that gleamed in the soft ligh
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Arc "Don't worry, dear. Sarah doesn't bite," Doris's soothing voice reassured him. She had led them to a quieter, more secluded corner with less music and fewer people. They all sat around a round table, large enough to accommodate them, but Arc remained standing. "I'd be down in the dumps if I were you, boy," Doris said with a chuckle. "Your lover boy is going to emerge from there, chafed." "He's not my lover boy," Arc snarled, swirling around to face Ethel with a warning growl. "He's not my lover boy," he repeated, his voice low and even. "Don't go pointing those fangs at me, boy, I ain't scared of you," Ethel shot back, her tone defiant. "Ethel, why don't you let the young man be?" Gertrude intervened, her voice calm and soothing. "We can't take you anywhere without you causing a scene... or a war," Doris added, her tone exasperated. "Ursula had started it," Ethel defended, her voice rising. "You should've lef
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Chelsea "Archie, wait!" Chelsea pulled his hand forcefully out of Arc's grasp as they reached the bottom of the wooden steps. Arc paused, his back stiffened, shoulders squared, and fists clenched. "What the hell was that? That was so rude!" Chelsea yelled out, his voice echoing through the evening air. Arc's gruff reply came with a nod toward the darkening sky. "We should leave. It's getting late." The sun's descent was a slow goodbye, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape, but time seemed to have slipped away unnoticed. That wasn't a good enough reason for Arc to drag him off that way. "That's not..." Chelsea began, but Sarge's voice stopped him. He turned around to see Sarge jog down the steps and reach him in an instant. Sweat clung to his forehead, and he wiped it out with his hand, giving Chelsea a wide grin. Chelsea flashed his signature flirty smile. "You caught up with me." He reached out to rub Sarge's shou
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Arc Arc departed the party with a mix of exasperation and relief, after standing in a stiff posture for a selfie with Chelsea and his eager fans. Today marked a first for him – his first appearance in a social gathering that he'd been invited to, let alone a party. And, astonishingly, someone had touched him without recoiling in disgust. Typically, people didn't dare spare him a second glance. Yet, a gentle hum stirred in his belly, leaving him perplexed. He couldn't quite pinpoint the sensation, but it was a pleasant, warm feeling that enveloped him. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you seem to be in a good mood," Chelsea said, his voice laced with surprise. Arc turned to him, his eyes narrowing slightly as he adjusted his position to avoid hitting his head on the roof. His leg throbbed with a dull ache, but it was manageable. The discomfort did little to dampen the strange, fluttery sensation that had taken up residence in his s
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Chelsea Lily smiled as she scrolled through Chelsea's phone, admiring the photos he'd taken with River and her friends, with Arc brooding in the background... "Brilliant pics, Chelsea. You did great." Chelsea beamed with pride, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I do have a great knack for being awesome at everything." Lily rolled her eyes good-naturedly. "Remind me to never compliment you again." They sat outside at a quaint cafe, surrounded by lush greenery and the gentle hum of conversation. The warm sun cast a cozy glow over the scene. Lily had highly recommended this spot, claiming they served the best mocha latte in town. Chelsea, however, was unimpressed. He took a sip of the drink, his face scrunching up in distaste. "Ugh, this is way too sweet," Chelsea said, pushing the cup away. "And the foam is overpowering." Lily laughed. "What's wrong with you? This is the best part!" "If you die of diabetes, I do
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Arc "Just finished fixing the door," Brandon said, beaming with pride and held the door open, wider. "Sturdy now, isn't it?" Arc responded with a curt nod and began to walk past him. Brandon's grin faltered as he added, "You don't talk much. When I first saw you, I thought you were...you know, mute." He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck with his empty hand. "Not in a stupid way, just...not able to speak." Arc raised an eyebrow at the man, sceptical. He was certain Brandon hadn't thought him mute initially. He could still recall the remark Brandon had made when they first met. "I'm sure you had other thoughts about me," Arc said dryly. Brandon paused, as if collecting his thoughts, and scratched his head. "I don't think I..." He trailed off, then winced, his cheeks flushing with redness. "Yeah, I remember now. Look," Brandon sighed, "I'm sorry about what I said when you first arrived. I say stupid
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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY NINE
ChelseaChelsea hadn't even had a full day to settle into his expansive mansion before the chaos began. An interview with Horbes, the notorious critic, had been scheduled for that very afternoon, and Chelsea's assigned team had been buzzing around him, prepping him for the grueling questioning that was sure to come.His phone had been blowing up with notifications from old acquaintances, all of whom seemed to have miraculously remembered his existence now that he was back in the spotlight. They were all clamoring for his attention, asking about endorsement deals and collaborations, and Chelsea hadn't had the time or energy to respond to any of them. It was ironic, really - these were the same people who had ignored him when his fans had turned on him, and now they were crawling out of the woodwork to ride his coattails.Despite the whirlwind of activity surrounding him, Chelsea couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had been growing inside him. He missed Tho
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT
ArcA sharp knock at the door jolted Arc awake. His instincts kicked in, and he felt a twinge in his neck as he rose from the couch. Grogginess clouded his senses, a lingering reminder of the restless night he'd spent. The knock sounded again, louder and more insistent than before. Arc rubbed his forehead, trying to shake off the haze. His heart skipped a beat as he approached the door, a spark of expectation flickering to life. Could it be...? He slowly turned the handle and opened the door, but his hopes were quickly dashed. Instead of the familiar blonde hair and brown eyes he'd been longing to see, he was faced with a completely unexpected visitor.She stood short, her dark skin a striking contrast to her crisp, white blouse. Her expression was stern, her eyes narrowed slightly behind a pair of sleek, black glasses.Arc's eyes widened as he struggled to recall her name, but her face was unmistakable - she was the woman who had witnessed him and Chelsea sign
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN
Arc The words echoed in his mind like a haunting mantra: "We don't match at all, in any way. He was never important." The phrases cut deep, stirring up emotions he thought he'd long buried. Arc was never important, he reminded himself, the pain of that realization stinging like an open wound. Just as the turmoil within him reached a boiling point, the sky unleashed its fury. A gust of wind swept in, followed by a scattering of raindrops that quickly intensified into a relentless downpour. The rain lashed down, merciless and unforgiving, mirroring the anguish that ravaged Arc's heart. In no time, he was soaked to the bone, the deluge a fitting accompaniment to his turmoil. Memories came flooding back, transporting Arc to the night Chelsea had appeared on his doorstep, drenched and distraught. The rain had pounded against the roof, a cacophony of sound that had mirrored the turmoil within Arc. They had surrendered to their desires, their bodies merging as the storm raged on
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX: Love Nana
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Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE (OH NO!)
ArcAs the group left, Arc moved to sit on the blanket, his eyes scanning the beautifully arranged picnic scene. The attention to detail was impressive, with delicate sandwiches, colorful fruit, and an assortment of sweet treats laid out on a vibrant blanket. The whole setup was a testament to the group's thoughtfulness and effort.As the minutes ticked by, anticipation and nervousness swirled inside Arc like a restless storm. He waited patiently, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of Chelsea's arrival. The warm sun beat down on him, casting a golden glow over the deserted beach. The sound of the waves gently lapping at the shore created a soothing melody that seemed to stretch out the minutes into an eternity.Arc checked his watch for what felt like the hundredth time, the slow movement of the hands a stark reminder that time was passing, yet Chelsea was nowhere to be seen. He fidgeted with the hem of his pants, his fingers drumming out a staccato beat on the fabric.As the h
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
ArcArc raised an eyebrow, skeptical about his supposed transformation, but he couldn't ignore the look of wonder in Penelope's eyes. Her gaze sparkled with excitement, and her smile was infectious.Penelope checked her phone, her eyes scanning the screen before she looked up at Arc. "Sarah's already here. Let's go," she said, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.They stepped outside into the bright sunlight, and Arc's eyes landed on Sarah's beaten, red car parked by the curb. The vibrant color seemed to match Sarah's lively personality, and Arc couldn't help but smile.As they slid into the car, Penelope claiming the passenger seat, Arc's mind began to wander. Sarah and Penelope chatted back and forth, their conversation flowing easily, but Arc was barely paying attention. His thoughts had already drifted to Chelsea, and he found himself wondering what she would say when he saw him. Would he be surprised? Would he be impressed?As the car glided through the streets, Arc's
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Arc"The wheel of time is really running," Sarah said, her voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness. "It hasn't even been two months since Arc fell head over heels in love."Penelope chuckled, and Arc shot her an accusing glance. "You told them?" he asked, his voice laced with indignation.Gertrude, her silver hair styled in a neat bun, smiled knowingly. "No, dear, she did not. It was quite obvious to our aging eyes, however."Arc looked away, his face warming with embarrassment. "It really is obvious?" he muttered.Doris, her eyes twinkling with kindness, patted his hand. "Yes, dear. But don't worry, we've got you covered."Ethel, her voice gruff, complained, "I don't even know why y'all called me here."Doris shot her a stern glance. "Shut it, Ethel. You said you wanted coffee."Ethel scowled. "With a shot of alcohol, but you brought me to a sissy place."Just then, a thin, teenage boy with wild pink hair appeared at their side, a notepad and pen at the ready. "Hi, w
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
ArcArc felt a sense of déjà vu as he basked in the warm sunlight streaming through the window. Familiar arms seemed to wrap around him, and gentle fingers caressed his skin, tracing the contours of his scars without hesitation. A smile threatened to break free as he turned to face the owner of those arms.Chelsea's sweet smile greeted him, radiating an otherworldly glow. Arc's heart skipped a beat as he gazed at Chelsea's luminous face. His heart pounded furiously in his chest, and he reached out to touch Chelsea's face, his fingers yearning for contact.But reality came crashing down as Arc's eyes snapped open, and he found himself staring at his empty ceiling. The familiar arms were gone, and his own arms felt eerily empty. Panic set in as he scrambled to sit up, his gaze frantically scanning the room.The bed beside him was vacant, and a wave of desperation washed over him. Grogginess clouded his mind, but as he sat up and took stock of his surroundings, his
Fifty Shades Of Ugly CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
Chelsea Chelsea's eyes widened in surprise. "What?" he asked, confusion etched on his face.Arc turned to Chelsea, unsureness clouding his eyes. "Do you want to be with Kai?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of vulnerability.Chelsea's brow furrowed. "Why would you ask that?" he asked, his voice cautious.He wondered what could've possibly given Arc that assumption.Arc's eyes flashed with a mix of emotions. "Cause you're attracted to him, and he couldn't take his damn eyes off you," he said, annoyance lacing his voice.Chelsea's voice was soft and gentle as he moved closer to Arc. "No, no, why would I want to be with Kai?" he asked, his eyes filled with sincerity.He took Arc's hands in his, his touch warm and comforting. "I have you," Chelsea whispered, his voice filled with emotion.It was true Kai was exactly his type but that was before...Arc's eyes dropped, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, he's attractive, and I'm not."Chelsea's grip on Arc'
