Romans & histoires Arrogant Idiot

“You’re a hard person to charm, you know.” “Charm doesn’t impress me,” I said, ducking under a low branch. “Neither does arrogance.” “I’m not arrogant,” he replied. “I’m confident.” “There’s a difference?” “Confident people know they’re annoying,” he said. “Arrogant ones think you’re lucky to be annoyed.” I cracked a smile before I could stop it. And he noticed. Annoying. “You’re still not invited,” I reminded him. “I figured. But if it makes you feel better, I’ll pretend I got lost and this is a happy accident.”

He said it like he was proud. Arrogant asswipe.

Complaint of gay holding in his aching hip. "Oh, I am really sorry. I also don't know how to—" “You're such an idiot. Go away, Miss. You might break my hips, ouch. You go away!” I rolled my eyes. I think I'll get into a fight here today. Of all the things I hate the most is being called an idiot! Shame on this ugly gay! He had no right to shout and call me that way. I can lap his face on the icy floor. “Hey, you don’t have to shout! Now, you also stay away from me. There would have been a very wide icy floor, though you really bumped into the person coming,” I immediately stand up. I was sitting on his stomach. I was not hurt as I fall.

" he winked at me and bent his head to kiss me but I pushed his face. " Don't try to be cute, it doesn't suit you. Mr Arrogant. " " Arrogant ?? Me?? " " Who else.." " You are my clumsy beauty too... " " See how arrogant you are, I agree that I am clumsy, but it really bad of you to say it on my face. I hate you. "

It hit me then—I hadn’t thought about my phone even once. “Well, you were right about one thing,” I said, looking across the table at him. “You’ll have to be more specific. I’m usually right about everything.” I rolled my eyes. “And here I was about to pay you a compliment. Then you go and ruin it with that ego.” “Arrogance is when you overestimate your abilities. I don’t exaggerate. I’m simply accurate.” “Stuck-Up Suit really does suit you, doesn’t it?” He ignored my jab. “What was the compliment?”

It was simply detestable and absurd! "Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! This woman is simply too arrogant! Does she really think she's invincible? Everyone, can all of you swallow this insult? Could it be that we, the dignified demon race, will lose to a woman? It's simply a huge joke! There's no such a joke in the world!"

"Wait, isn't the reason you married me is for money and wealth? I'm surprised you're declining all of this now. Come on, cut the theatrics before I change my mind, wife." See how proud and mean this asshat was? "Has anyone ever told you that you are so arrogant, brusque, and abrasive? You are too proud and so full of yourself. You don't hesitate to insult the people around you as if you bought their personalities. Let me tell you something! Do you know what you are without your family's wealth and power? You are nothing but an expensive rug, rotting and stinking like garbage!" I stated, fueled by fury. I saw how he was stunned and bewildered by my sudden rage. His eyes were fixed on me, look

I saw those two girls in front of me and I blame myself for believing this arrogant idiot is of any use. The weather is so chilling that you get cold easily if you stay outdoors for an hour and this idiot wore a sleeveless and above knee-length dress. I can clear the goosebumps on her hands. I can never ever imagine the range of this girl's stupidity. Should I call her dumb or stupid or idiot or arrogant? I guess every word suits her now. Gosh, I can see her hiding the facial expression and stiffness that was caused because of cold.

Suddenly, I am tempted to use my Lycan hearing; something is going on between those two. “You asked for this, ma’am.” The voice of my little fated came to my ears. Her voice is so confident and daring—what’s with her? “Or you want me to clean you up, ma’am?” This cockiness is accompanied by an air of arrogance. ‘Just like us.’ The idiot in my head chimed in—not that I needed his opinion—but was she arrogant? Oh man, she really was. “Shut up, Warg!” I blocked him and carried on listening to what they were saying to each other.

It hasn't even been five minutes since she got in the car, and she's already annoyed. "Stop calling me Mr. Arrogant." "No! You're arrogant!" "I'm not arrogant!" "Yes, you are! You're the king of all arrogants!" "I'm not!" "What's your zodiac sign?" He looked confused by the random question, but answered. "Aries." "It's one of the most arrogant signs in the zodiac. See? You're a Mr. Arrogant even in your zodiac sign! It's going to be a long night!" ***