Arrogant Novels & Stories

He was lying flat on his back without a pillow, while I stood several feet beyond a mattress that was as high as my waist. He suddenly lifted his head, our eyes met, and this made me stand perfectly still, forgetting to breathe. Even with the gag dividing his face, I noticed that he was handsome. Broad cheekbones, a hawk-like nose, and a sharply squared jaw that thrust out because of the gag. This is not a rogue or an Omega. I ain't mistaken. Arrogance is a trait that can only be found in an Alpha. Arrogance in an Omega would get his back whipped until blood spurted out.

"Arrogance is the camouflage of insecurity." "I bet you know that because that is your method." I stood up and dusted my pants. Her smile went still and a deep frown took over. She lunged, missing my hand but caught the sleeve of my jacket, ripping it and grabbed me by my neck. "Oh! Did I hit a nerve?" My voice was laced with pity and sarcasm. "I got you now, so surrender." She hollered with wide eyes and panting breaths. "Over my dead body." I glared and finally snickered.

"Well then, you already said I can eat whatever I want, so I'm going to be honest with you. I'm going to order a lot of food at a high price, is that okay with you?" He simply laughed and then touched his nape. "You're truly incredible. It's fine with me, that's nothing. Anything you want, I'll order it for you." I grin. "Thank you, Sir. You're becoming slightly more kind right now, just slightly," I laughed softly. He raises his brows and smiles at me. "Why is it slight?" "Because you're still an arrogant boss. A bad boss, perhaps? Sorry for the term, but that's what it is."

Ella snapped. "Well, it's because I do not trust you in the slightest to handle such important designs," Austin stated bluntly. If looks could kill then Austin would have already been dead judging from the way Ella was glaring at him. Why are you glaring at me? Austin snapped. Because you are annoying as well as arrogant as well as full of yourself," Ella answered in anger. Austin shrugged casually as Ella words had no effect on him. "I'm a Gerano. it's the way I have been brought up and this is who I am. If you do not like it then you can please get the hell out of my office."

As she admired it, a commotion erupted nearby. "You don't know who I am! I will shut this entire mall down!" a sharp, high-pitched voice shrieked. Matilda turned. A blonde woman, radiating arrogance and entitlement, was towering over a sales assistant, her designer heels clicking menacingly against the tile floor. "I'm sorry, madam," the salesgirl said, her voice tremulous yet courteous. "That dress has already been sold. Perhaps you would like to consider another?" "I will complain to the manager!" the woman spat, her eyes blazing. She had the kind of confidence that demanded attention, though it reeked of privilege rather than poise.

“You wouldn’t want me to make you cry again. You had so much guts a few minutes ago, I almost thought something was off with you. Maybe not right in the head? Because you cried all the way here like a child.” I gasped. The words hit hard. The audacity. The way he said it so smug, so proud of himself. It made my skin crawl. He was the kind of man who took pleasure in breaking people down just to feel more powerful. Arrogant. Cruel. And far too good looking for someone that evil. That smirk on his face… God, how I wished I could slap it clean off.

Letting more than half out, he counters with his own, but I hold my ground. “Whether I know or not, I don’t need your stupid fucking arrogance to point out the obvious. I know that I need to figure it out, yet until now we haven’t. I’m man enough to fucking admit that, but I do not need a cabrón like you to come onto my land and act like a fucking god, because to me you're still that pathetic arrogant hijo de puta who thinks he’s above everyone else,” I hiss, my voice dangerously low.

Before iam going to give a strong counter, he went back to his car and gone. Iam in rage right now.., how could a man be this much stupid and arrogant. Of course it's obvious from his appearance that he seems to be rich, in fact very rich, but rich people doesn't have any right to insult other people. He seems very angry, he is like a arrogant bachelor son of a blrhh. Ok I don't use words like that but due to his behavior I'm getting abused words.

He'd practically run away and was now sticking to the other end of the bar "He saw a better man?" He offered with a shrug. Mikayla scoffed. "Right, Mr Arrogant." "I can't help it. It's in the french blood," he said, accentuating his french accent. "Plus, a man who can't stand his ground for you isn't good enough for you." "And I suppose you're the one who can stand his ground for me and therefore are good for me?" He grinned slowly and shrugged. Mikayla shook her head and laughed. "You know what? Your arrogance is not entirely annoying."

Argo said, walking back into the room and sitting down on his bed. "Is it really so bad if Mila and Eli go on a date? He’s not so,-" "Don’t fucking tell me he’s not so bad. You know what a condescending ass he is. People call me arrogant, but I at least come out with it. He thinks he’s the Goddess gift on fucking earth, the perfect future Alpha that can do no fucking wrong. He’s a fucking know-it-all, while in reality he doesn’t know shit." Argo said, unable to sit down anymore out of anger, he began pacing the room.