Arrogant Novels & Stories

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

But you gave him your phone number, right? - No way, Manu. The guy is rude. - Go on, describe him to me, in detail. - I described every little detail to Manu, including the smell of his perfume. Manu listened attentively and with a big smile. - That guy impressed you! – Manu commented when I finished speaking. - Manu, he's simply the most handsome man I've ever seen in my life! But he's also very arrogant. "Oh, too bad you didn't give out your phone number. Arrogance can be fixed."

For what though? "Your confidence is misleading," I tell him with a snort. "And you don’t like me oozing it?" His head corks to a side, amusement swirling as he stares at me. "Like I said, it is misleading," I repeat and take my seat again then I look away from him. "I wouldn’t even call it confidence, arrogance would be the best word to describe it." I add. "Haa... You think I’m arrogant?" "You are arrogant." Carla returns from where she went, holding up a vase. That’s probably what she went to get outside. "You are very arrogant. Your cockiness borders on delusion sometimes," she states, settlin

He said imperiously. I looked at him in disdain and shook my head, “That’s the problem Ares, that’s how it’s always been, that’s the way you think and it makes me cringe at times. You think so highly of yourself, meanwhile you’re just an arrogant jerk who thinks the world revolves around you alone. It’s that ego of yours and arrogance that’s a key factor to this discordant relationship between us and I hate it so much.” He glared at me and now I could see the fury in his eyes but he didn’t say or do anything to me.

He said and diverted his attention back to his book. "Wow... I'm amused"I told him truthfully. "You aren't supposed to even see me studying"He said. "And why's that?"I asked. "It makes me look like a nerd,i don't like people seeing me study"He said. "I thought bad boys don't study"I said. "They don't" "Then why are you studying when your a bad ass arrogant...." "You ask so many questions damn it!"He closed the book he was holding and put it away beside him.

"I have my license. Get down if you don't like my awesome driving skills" "How are you going to drive with your eyes closed if I got down?". "You are irritating". "You are adamant". "You are dominant". "You are a brat. Take a left.". "Are we on right track?You are rude". "Yes. You are crazy". "That sounds like a compliment. You are a jerk". "You are a pain in the ass". "Your Arrogance can get you killed?". "Take a right. It's not arrogance. It's ..careful..Take a U-turn".

His words tumbled out of his beutiful mouth sounding harsh in my ears. I felt like something had struck me flat knocking me on the ground,nobody ,I mean nobody have ever called me a moron,I immediately hate him and withdrew all the compliments I had thought of him. He wasn't an angel but a dick wiessel. Yes,a dick wiessel. “Are you crazy or something” He spoke again this time looking at me with disdain . “You are the one who is crazy ” I suddenly stated before closing my mouth as the fabric of reality struck me,he was supposed to be my boss .

It was a massive, expensive wall of noise designed to swallow me whole, a reminder of the sheer, unyielding power Caleb wielded when he wanted to put on a show. Caleb skated past the red line, deliberately slowing his stride right in front of me. He didn't look broken anymore; he had put on his armor of absolute arrogance. He gestured toward the roaring VIP boxes with the blade of his stick, his eyes locking onto mine with a cold, predatory confidence.

But any admiration I might have felt vanished as his expression darkened with annoyance. "Watch where you're going, clumsy," he snapped, his voice cutting through the air like a whip. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I stumbled for words. "I-I'm so sorry," I stammered, my heart pounding in my chest. His lips twisted into a sneer, and a rush of anger rose within me. Who did he think he was, speaking to me like that? "Sorry doesn't undo the fact that you nearly knocked me over," he retorted, his tone dripping with condescension.

he tightened the belt of his gun holster. “It’s time to let this dark world know WHat is the repercussion of entering the lion's den and thinking of eying his QUeen. Carlston would be shredded into pieces. I will not let Sicilians live.” He was the ruthless and arrogant mafia boss commands respect through fear, with a demeanor that exudes authority and dominance. His decisions were swift and unforgiving, often driven by personal gain and a desire to maintain control over their criminal empire. Arrogance is a defining trait, evident in their interactions where they demand unwavering loyalty and expect unquestioning obedience.