Arrogant Novels & Stories

he scoffed. “Honestly? I am not against thinking people in power are lizard people,” I joked. “Oh god…” I trailed off, all thoughts about his personality gone. All I could think about was his length grinding against me, sending my arousal to a level I didn’t know was possible. “You’re really good at that.” “Rose, you’ll find that I am good at most things.” “Arrogant, too,” I commented. “Confident,” he corrected. “There is nothing wrong with being arrogant. In fact, women usually find it quite a turn-on.”

Arianna asked angrily “Ohh, so what were you talking about? He asked facing Arianna “Hmmm, you know what; never mind, the lady said and walked away angrily Immediately, I heaved a sigh “Whats wrong? he questioned “Why are you this arrogant? I asked angrily “I told you I am not arrogant, get that into your skull, He half yelled Shut your mouth, you need to be taught a lesson for this, why do you just talk anyone like you dont care about other peoples feeling? I questioned You know what; I cant afford to waste my time speaking to you, He said arrogantly and stood up Where the hell are you going to?

I asked. "There you are! How many times can I tell you that I first crush you and you are the only one. There is nothing too much, nothing too little, "he smiled sweetly as he stared into my eyes. "Hmm, why me? Am I bad in your eyes? I always scold you even the shallowness of your mistake, my curious question. I want to know what he saw in me and what he liked in a man like me Arrogant. "I don't know. All I know is that you are so handsome in your eyes," he replied with a sweet smile.

Arrogance. What was the definition of that word again? One moment while I open my dictionary. Let me see here. Ah yes. Arrogance. An inflated sense of one’s worth and importance. And would you look at that? Right beneath the definition was a picture of Joffrey Baratheon bowing before the great Lucas Visconti while practically kissing the floor beneath his feet. But that wasn’t all. Further down, written in bold letters, it read: Lucas Visconti. Known to humanity as the biggest arrogant asshole alive, rivaling the Greek concept of hubris itself.

I prepared to greet him, but the words died in my mouth as he arrogantly strode in without a second glance. I couldn’t help but glare at his back. Of course. Full of himself, why did I expect less? Shauna spotted him as soon as he joined the party, instantly flirting with him and staking her claim as the other ladies kept glancing at where he stood. It was clear he was the most sought-after person at the party, even men kept trying to talk to him. Rich people, beautiful but vain. I dragged my feet towards the drinks table, opting for a glass of orange juice. I longed for a swig of whiskey to rid the taste of arrogance from my mouth, but I couldn’t get drunk on

“You are just a pathetic, arrogant child who cannot handle a woman putting him in his place! You want to ruin my freedom because your own daddy locked your allowance away like a spoiled little boy!” “Watch your mouth!” I snarled, grabbing her wrist before she could push me again while my own temper flared. “I worked eighteen-hour days to build my own name while you sat on this dusty ranch, hiding behind your father's wealth like a coward. You talk about backbone and legacy, but you are nothing but a hypocritical fraud who uses people to buy her own air!”

The pudgy man replied "Isn't it obvious. Lack of team spirit and violence" Lu Xinya smiled "Let me remind you I am not in your team so it is not up to you to decide what my team attitude looks like and secondly, what evidence do you have of me being violent?". The man looked malevolently at her and finally said arrogantly "You can go ahead and say whatever you want to say but you'll leave here today. I don't care what you say. Power is something I have on my side and trust me I'll make it so that you'll never be able to find work in another company in this industry"

I lifted my hand slowly to touch my cheek, but stopped midway. No. I wouldn’t cradle the wound in front of him. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. “You have grown arrogant,” he snapped, his voice cutting through the room like a whip. “Thinking that title makes you untouchable.” Arrogant? The word almost made me laugh. It rose in my throat, sharp and brittle, but I swallowed it before it could escape. Because if I laughed, he would call it mockery. If I defended myself, he would call it defiance. And if I remained silent… he would call it guilt.

In her twenties, she was still childish, ignorant and on top of her empty brain, she was arrogant! The door's handle was pulled open by one of the servants, as Paige Adams walked inside well dressed into the dining room. She sat on the last seat of the table and spoke up. “How was my behavior? Quite nice right?” Paige Adams made her words and voice filled with nothing, but sarcasm. Her uncle could not take her arrogant, stupid attitude, and banged the table with his hands. He pointed towards her and lashed out on her. “Are you well satisfied with the result?! Congratulations! ” He yelled furiously at her. Paige Adams had no comm

She is a De’Mario, one of the top affluent and business gurus in this country, and she has lived up to the weight of bearing that name. While I am the down-to-earth soul, she is the high and mighty price—the untouchable. While I am polite, well, except now that life has changed me a bit, she is the queen of arrogance. The mother nature of pride. She thinks that she has it all, and that has not done well in maintaining friendships. Who would want a rich bitch who is arrogant and proud and demeaning and everything gross? And yeah, it almost slipped out of my mind. Looking down on people is her hobby. She takes pleasure in humiliating people and stepping on anyon