Mr Arrogent Novels & Stories

At another wing, they were led to Argan's office. Argan was seated in a high-backed chair, a woman massaging his shoulders. His eyes flicked to Marco and Gino, narrowing with suspicion. Waving the woman away, he leaned forward, folding his arms on the desk. "Have a seat," he said coolly. Marco sat, his movements deliberate. Argan’s gaze was sharp, assessing. "So," Argan began, "why have you come to see me?" Instead of answering, Marco gestured to Gino, who placed one of the gym bags on the table.

The Argent's manor, a seven hundred million dollar worth of real estate, was located at the top of a hill, giving the occupants a wonderful view of part of the city. Arian's father, Sir Richard De' Argent, loved the privacy and security it brought. So he had bought the hill as a private property. The young master took an experienced sip from his glass and stared ahead emotionlessly with a hand in his pocket. Under the pale shadows of the fading moon, the city looked serene but subtly energetic. The street lights and slight traffic jam made its glow magical... Just like her smile. Arian De' Argent didn't know when that thought crossed his mind, but he didn't bother pushing it away either...

Ahhhhhh! The Argents owned a big estate in the suburbs of California. They were very influential and the Argent generation dated back to centuries ago when a werewolf had been discovered in France. They'd been a family of meat hunters before the discovery of the Lycan race. Taking it up to himself, Argent Caro, a Franco-Latin man created a team of hunters to kill Werewolves and Vampires, also. Very soon, the Argent name was spreading throughout the country like wildfire. The government was ready to help them after they'd bravely killed Imogen, the most powerful woman werewolf to walk the earth at the time.

he asked, his tone tinged with annoyance. “Absolutely, but next time please try a better competitor. You insulted me by inviting me here today, but do not worry, I forgive you sir.” I replied without hesitation, finishing the last of my wine. Morgan stood still, his face turned red with anger. You will regret this, he whispered, then went after Farrow. I sighed, this was getting too frustrating already, Morgan's arrogant attitude is getting on my nerves and I hope my child does not take after him.

Married to Mr. Arrogant Subtitle: Getting to know him Written by : Marvy Hyacinth "Welcome to my world!" Kylie glared at the bastard. His pride and arrogance didn't fail to show themselves even when he spoke. "Why that glare??" Julian asked, his face holding a smirk in place. "Who do you think you are? Bringing me here against my will?" "Actually, I didn't bring you here against your will. You used me when you wanted, I didn't let you lose face in Justin's presence, just take this as a return of the favor I gave you." Julian replied.

I say cheerfully, I probably sound like a little boy but who cares, she said yes. “You too, Mr Forsythe,” she replies, and I get up and leave. I walk out the door and down the hallway where I’m suddenly pulled into a room by someone. I look to my side, and I see Mr Rensburg looking at me. “Fancy the CEO huh?” he asks, pinning me against the wall. I push him off and fix my suit, “No.” “Don’t lie to me, you are fucking asshole,” he says furiously. I keep my cool and look at him dead in the eyes, “I am not and if you touch me like that again, I’ll hurt you in more ways than one.”

I replied before kissing my mate again. Argo sighed, and I chuckled, "what?" "Now I have to walk around with a fucking erection all day, knowing I am going to fuck your brains out tonight." "Consider it the last of your punishments. Then, after tonight, we start fresh. You and me, as a team." Argo’s face lit up, "you’re the fucking best; do you know that?" "I do." "And not cocky at all…" Argo teased. "I learned from my mate. I don't know if you’ve ever met him? He’s the gamma of the pack and such an arrogant ass. But he’s really pretty, so I decided to keep him." I joked back.

"We sensed your presence from the moment you entered the city. It wasn't hard to follow your trail all the way here. Now, tell us, what are your plans with the Prince?" Argon hesitated. He couldn't afford to reveal the Lycans' grand strategy, not to the very wolves he was trying to thwart. He clenched his jaw, choosing his words carefully. "My mission is classified. I'm not at liberty to disclose any information to anyone, even to the Crimson Pack." Magnus's lips curled into a predatory smile. "Stubborn, aren't you? Perhaps we should persuade you to talk." Before Argon could react, Magnus lunged forward with startling speed, his massive claws extended. Argon narrowly avoided the attack, leap

“Enough, I will only let you--Sir, hit me once. And with that hit blow I reckon I've paid for what I did to Miss July.” Argus is surprised to find that N can fend off his attacks easily, as well as resist his movements with greater force than the effort Argus exerts against. Seen outlook N have slim body was unexpected athletic even appearance against Argus was actually also had enough muscles because of his gym training routine. “Do not cross the line! You're just my hired man!"Argus' haughty face when speaking wanted to show his higher position. “Exactly, Sir. And you pay me not to be a substitute for venting your vexation, don't you think?"N's witty answer, as if subtly insinuating about

“He sure has the guts!” The leader directly erupted in a fit of rage. They had lived in this country for years, but they had never encountered such an arrogant man. “Where is that man now?” “He is in my son’s villa,” Argus replied. “That man even bragged shamelessly that he’ll wait for backup, claiming that no matter how many reinforcements we’ll get, he’ll kill all of them. Brother, he appears to be quite powerful. You must exercise caution.”