Arrogant Novels & Stories

Privileged bastard. "You're such an arrogant bitch, is your mouth too heavy to say thank you?" Hearing his question made me conclude that I'm not gonna thank him again, he has no right to call me arrogant, "I am not interested in saying thank you." I huffed grabbed the water bottle in the front and took a nice gulp, "Arrogant thankless woman." I heard him mumble and the urge to whack his head with the water bottle I was holding intensified but I changed my mind because our lives were in his hands.

Besides, the board expects to meet you. Me: Tell the board I’m imaginary. Arrogant bitch: They’d still prefer you in heels. My jaw drops. “Unbelievable,” I mutter. Me: No. I’m not doing this. Arrogant bitch: You’ll change your mind. You always do. Me: You overestimate your charm. Arrogant bitch: I don’t need charm, Ava. I have leverage. My throat tightens. He never raises his voice, but somehow every message lands like a command.

My confidence did not last, it disappeared the moment he opened his mouth and asked me, “Are you Hard of hearing?” he asked me arrogantly. “Excuse me?” I retorted, sounding offended by his choice of words. If I was fantasizing about him, if I had even an ounce of desire for this guy, it always disappears whenever we have an encounter. His words and attitude are a complete turn-off for me. I fucking hate this guy's attitude, how can anyone love this arrogant bastard, why are they fighting to be recognized by him, it's just so annoying.

"...that in these 30 years of being your husband, I can feel how you melt with my touch. And take note, I've always caught you drooling over this body." "Oh, goodness!" I couldn't help rolling my eyes. I already imagined him saying those things...again! Well, he always does and let me tell you, that's his favorite dialogue. I bit my lip to stifle my laugh. If there's one thing that hasn't changed in him, it's his being so arrogant that he turned out to be a narcissist over time. "Come on, Sophia Kelley, don't deny it. I know how you always wanted to touch me and if I didn't know, you just always restrained yourself because you're afraid that the kids might be

Either way, Jane tiptoed carefully and walked out of the building into the parking space. She had seen it the previous day but was still impressed seeing the rows of luxury cars Liam owned again. His parking space was huge, it had different trucks, SUVs, BMWs and many more she could barely name. Jane’s mind wandered back to the first time they had met in the office building parking lot, and she let out a pained chuckle. ‘Liam, you really are a complete arrogant jerk,’ she muttered under her breath. These rows of vehicles reinforced that the car was never an issue, more like his pride and need to control others.

Rose hated being bossed around. Unfortunately, she worked for the most arrogant boss in the entire company. The company she worked for was one of the biggest firms in the city, known for handling important international projects. It was the kind of place where everyone moved quickly, spoke carefully, and tried their best not to make mistakes. Because mistakes rarely went unnoticed. Especially by Jason Carter. A few days earlier, the company had received a major industry award. To celebrate the achievement and discuss upcoming projects, the management team had gathered in one of the executive conference rooms for a meeting.

I expect any, just one good thing but he had none. “For a business deal. They refused to work with me as I was too ‘arrogant’ so I had to do something even if it meant saying stupid things.” Replying monotonous, he rested his hands in his pockets, holding his head high with pride. My mouth gaped. Scanning his assertive form for the next few seconds before stopping at his unbothered eyes, closing our eyes. “You are a terrible man. Using everyone for your purpose. And how could you humiliate her before everyone? Do you-”

, I ask a rhetorical question know what I said earlier got to her. "You are arrogant just like the story says. Arrogant Vahemirs-" "Is what weaklings like you call us? I mean if you possess the power that I possess, you would be arrogant. Like you said, it is a trait I possess and very good one at that", I wink and a smirk appears on her lips.

The arrogance vanished, replaced by something cold. When she finally spoke, her voice was quiet. “You think she’s better than me?” That was the real wound. Not heartbreak. Pride. Amara didn’t care about love. She cared about winning. About being chosen. And I had just chosen Aria. “You’re beautiful, I’ll give you that,” I shook my head at my own foolishness. “Just as a cactus is beautiful, but only from afar. Touch it and you’re life becomes living hell. And right now…you’re that cactus I never should’ve touched.”

He must have used going outside as an excuse to rebuke her Besides, it was the fucking arrogant billionare she was talking about who loved domineering and thinking only of himself