Arrogant Novels & Stories

He wagged his finger at his opponent and taunted, “No, not you! You’re literally too weak to take a punch from me. Hey, can I get someone stronger than this lightweight?” The nerves—that insufferable arrogance! And that aggressive conceit!

Making sure the fruit was covered with my dripping juices, this time, he opened his mouth, slurped on the juices before gobbling the entire strawberry. “Hmmmm you taste better than the berry” he stated, licking his lips. No man had ever relished me in such a way before. Turning me around, he quietly said, “The difference between arrogance and confidence is that, while an arrogant man is blinded by his ego, someone who is confident will not brag or pull anyone down. I just happen to be acutely aware of my abilities and function accordingly.” Still dazed but shy, I buried my head into his chest as he continued, “What happened right now was pure pleasure and you

Then for the nth time in this day, I forget to think before speaking. "It was a warning, Mr. Arrogant!" - I say almost yelling, pulling my body and hands away from him. He stops in his track of movement, but I continue. - "Don't you dare call me a wrench or skimpy again! I might not be rich and not living a luxurious life like yourself, but I have my standards and I worked hard to reach my goals and the things I have! So, don't you dare think even for a minute that you're above me! It's clear from your attitude that you're not! I feel sorry for every person who has to live or work with your arrogant ass!" - I finish as I take tw

Henry said angrily. "I believe that I am sensitive to other people's feelings but I don't give a damn about the feelings of servants because they are beneath me," I said with an air of arrogance. "Gosh! You are so conceited and arrogant. I have never seen anyone who is so self-centered and insensitive as you. You are so full of yourself that I find it extremely annoying. You seem to forget that you are just privileged to find yourself in the position that you are. Do you think everyone not as privileged as you are is not worthy of respect?" he asked with eyes blazing with anger.

"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.

~Jade’s POV~ I sat and watched Mr. Arrogant stare at me with such hunger, or maybe it was disdain combined with hunger, but I’m not giving up. Kate hadn’t taken her seat yet, so I went to a seat with a better view of Mr. Lombardi. With his gaze on me, I drew my skirt up to my thighs and opened my legs. Since she stole my funds, I have been motivated to do just about anything to piss Kate off. I will steal her next target. Domenico kept his attention fixed on me as he held my scarlet thong to his nose. I parted my legs to give him a better view.

"Domenico... please don't... I'm begging you, don't do this..." Alice nestled in his arms and covered her mouth in fake concern. "Domenico, isn't this too cruel to her? After all, those are her private photos..." "Privacy?" Domenico laughed coldly, his eyes full of mockery. "A whore who betrays the family has no right to privacy." My face was pressed against the ground. I could clearly hear the breathing and comments of the men surrounding me. Those voices slithered into my ears like venomous snakes, gnawing away at what little dignity I had left. I felt like merchandise being appraised and judged.

“I know you are my boss but you can't speak to me when you are angry, please go back to your office and come down. When you do come back and we will talk calmly.” “Am so sorry for my behavior,” Gael apologized. “Am not trying to justify my actions but he makes me furious and pushes me at the edge some times,” he said. “ It's okay, I quite understand what you are going through at the moment but don't worry we are used to him behaving in an arrogant manner,” Tasha said.

and he was enjoying every second of my flustered denial. "Sometimes you are just too arrogant, you know that?" I said, trying to inject some bite into my tone even as my traitorous body leaned slightly toward him. "Of course, I'm arrogant," Max agreed easily, not even bothering to deny it. "And stubborn when it comes to going after what I want. That's exactly why girls love me." The casual confidence in his voice should have annoyed me... But somehow, on Max, it was different. It wasn't manipulative arrogance—it was just honest self-awareness. He knew what he had, knew how to use it, but there was no malice in it. No need to dim

She let the lamplight spill over it before she spoke. “It’s mine.” The man’s breath was a humorless exhale. “You sound too sure of yourself, Amara.” “Confidence isn’t arrogance,” she said. “Confidence is knowing every angle before you step in.” “And arrogance?” Her gaze drifted to the window, to the restless sprawl of the city below. “Arrogance is assuming you’re the only one who knows how to set a trap.” This time, he didn’t rush his answer. When it came, it was heavier.