Novel & Cerita Arrogante

The man carried himself differently from everyone else as confidence radiated from him, this was not ordinary confidence but the kind that is built from years of getting whatever he wanted. His expensive suit fit perfectly and his watch alone looked worth more than most houses and yet what stood out most was his expression. Arrogance. This was a strong arroganve that didn't need any telling that this was arrogance, it was the type that comes from believing nobody could challenge him. Behind him no less 7 thug like men stood, each of them looking really tough and menacing, the group looked completely out of place, not because they were poorly dressed. Far from it.

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.

She said, finally seeing the time and cursing Mu Feng out silently in all the languages she knew which were only 3 by the way. There has been no reply and she'd looked at her screen again to verify it was not muted,before she simply cut the call and sat beck to find proper words to describe him while not acting out as a shrew. "That... That... Ahh... So annoying" She rubbed her forehead, closing her eyes for a minute to calm down before continuing her calculations. She had no words for that arrogant guy who thought the world was his domain. Just as she picked up her pen, another call came in from Mu Feng.

” I said sarcastically, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to,” he said, about to reach for my arm, but I quickly dodged him. “Whether you meant to or not… you don’t have the right to just grab me like that.” He bowed his head, as if he owed me his whole life. “I’m sorry,” he said, lifting his face to look at me. "Sorry,” I hissed. “What the heck is your problem?” He furrowed his brow and his eyes narrowed. He clenched his jaw, looking intently at me. There were those arrogant, haughty, and dangerous eyes again. As if I had asked him a sinful question in his whole life.

- Come in - I sit on the bed and he enters the room. - What do you need? — Your friend is an idiot — I got up with an effort. - I know. — He humiliated me in front of everyone and I'm not going to let it happen again. — Yes, I feel that, sometimes it's very... - Arrogant? Fool? unintelligent? Idiot? "I was going to say impulsive, but that's fine too." He takes a seat on Angie's bed comfortably. What do you want to do?

“ You might want to follow her on your way out, “ I badgered I guess I looked threatening enough for them to not say anything. That JJ guy was getting on my last nerve. I’d never had someone so young seriously threaten me. It wasn’t really a serious threat since, I could tell by his actions, he was very weak and self-doubting. The weakness came from self-doubt and he had a lot of it. I’d been alive for a while and I could tell when someone had lost themselves and used anger as a front. “ You mind clearing this out, Parker? “ I commanded

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

" Lisa's voice trembled with frustration. But George's response was far from understanding. He raised his voice, asserting his authority. "I'm your boss, Lisa! I can ask you to do whatever I want. Now get to work!" He yelled Feeling disrespected and overwhelmed, Lisa couldn't hold back her anger any longer. She glared at George, her eyes filled with defiance. "You may be my boss, but that doesn't give you the right to treat me like this!" With those words, Lisa stormed out of George's office, her heart pounding with a mix of anger and disappointment. She couldn't believe how he had spoken to her, disregarding her feelings and piling on an unreasonable amount of work.

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."

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.”