Arrogant Celebrities Novels & Stories

Till the time I went close to her, my ears could hear her screaming on her phone like a maniac. “So what should I do? That foreign star doesn’t know his limits and is always pissing everyone.” “Am I supposed to babysit his arrogant self? What does he even think of himself as?” What is Miss. Receptionist talking about? I don’t know why, but the urge in me to hear her increased. I completely forgot that it is rude… “He was just born with a silver spoon in his mouth with both looks and richness. Only if I would have gotten the chance to hit him.”

"Well, then you're definitely welcome, don't you think?" "Sure. Who can refuse me anyway?" arrogant. "If it weren't for me, you could be poor in the near future." Arabella's cynical glance was evident. "Don't be arrogant in front of me." he said sneering. Alessia's smile was still imprinted. Ignoring Arabella's sneer by returning to answer with her songong tone. "I'm arrogant because there are things I can brag about, Ara. Then, what's the problem?" Arabella waved her hand nonchalantly. "Whatever. You can do whatever you like. I don't care." Arabella snorted in annoyance.

Normally, he was a creep, one who took great pleasure in the misfortune of other, most especially the rich people and celebrities. Why do they have to live an affluent life all because they were born into it or because they had one useless talent or the other? Why did they have to be so pretty why he was goddamn looking? Some of these bastards use their looks to earn money, while he barely managed day by day. Why do they have to enjoy life so much, while he suffered greatly at the end of his tether? He hated them, he hated all. He found great pleasure in causing scandals, attacking and cyber bullying a pretty celebrity.

"Why would we believe you? You're a gaslighter. You could just be lying!" "Oh." I fold my arms, ready to fight. "Like your mother did when she told you that you have a bright future?" "How dare you..." he seethes with gritted teeth. "How dare I what?! Not stand and watch while a troll tries to tear me down?" The number one rule in celebrity media training according to Armani Jones is: never engage with the haters. They derive fuel from being confronted. I'm breaking the number one rule. "This isn't over," he growls, shaking both fists at his sides. "Bitches like you are the reason men fall. And I'll take you down. To make the world a better place."

Sarah asked rudely "I want you," he said smiling seductively "Can you kill someone for me?" Sarah asked "No!" he replied in shock "Then get lost from here, you loser" Sarah screamed at him "Fuck off old lady" the man, said walking away "Old lady? Did that asshole just call me an old lady?" Sarah asked no one "Do I look old? I spend so much time on my look, is that why Carl never seem to notice me? Do I really look like an old lady? Does my look scare Carl away?" Sarah was having a mind battle that she did not notice the lady who sat beside her

“Then you’re either very stupid or arrogant as fuck. Probably the second if you're still going to stand here and defy me.” “Being arrogant has nothing to do with. We both know it.” “Don't tell me what I know.”

I was the wrong choice for him. I glanced at him and offered a small smile. Silly guy. "Are you jealous?" he asked with a smirk. My face fell into a frown, annoyance creeping up. "Are you arrogant?" I shot back, my voice sharp with irritation, my expression matching. The amused smile that had lingered earlier disappeared in an instant. He was getting ahead of himself, thinking he had me figured out. Arrogance was one of the things I hated most in people. And, of course, this rich, handsome guy seemed to think all the girls were falling over him. Well, newsflash—I'm not one of them. I’d rather die than let him know the slightest bit of attraction.

Jason looked at him with a cold expression and said in disdain, “What’s so good about being a star? You should be a superhero so you can save the Earth.” “Jason, go be your superhero. Anyway, I want to be a star and make lots of money for mommy. I’m a handsome boy. I will certainly become famous overnight. Just way to see me become superstar!” Hearing these words, I could not help but frown and I said, “Jerry, it’s good to be confident, but you can’t be arrogant! If you are too confident, it will become condescending.” He put his hands on his hips proudly and said, “Humph, I’m not arrogant. I’m just telling the truth! Ora, look at me. Do you think I’m handsome?”

Either way, Jane tiptoed carefully and walked out of the building into the parking space. She had seen it the previous day but was still impressed seeing the rows of luxury cars Liam owned again. His parking space was huge, it had different trucks, SUVs, BMWs and many more she could barely name. Jane’s mind wandered back to the first time they had met in the office building parking lot, and she let out a pained chuckle. ‘Liam, you really are a complete arrogant jerk,’ she muttered under her breath. These rows of vehicles reinforced that the car was never an issue, more like his pride and need to control others.

He must have used going outside as an excuse to rebuke her Besides, it was the fucking arrogant billionare she was talking about who loved domineering and thinking only of himself