Responsible Adjective Novels & Stories

I didn’t deserve to be used simply because I was generous. But I could still hold responsibility for what came next. Adrian was responsible for what he did. His family was responsible for what they did. I was responsible for what I did from here forward. That distinction mattered more than I could have explained to anyone who hadn’t lived both versions of this same decade. -----

He was all cool logic and detachment, while I was fueled by emotion and empathy. "Power should be wielded with responsibility, not just because one can," I argued, my voice low but fervent. "Ah, but who defines responsibility? You?" Adrian challenged, raising an eyebrow. "Better me than someone who doesn’t care," I shot back, allowing my rage to creep up on me. "Careful, Everhart. Caring too much in a field like this can be problematic." There was a warning in his tone, but his eyes held something else I couldn't quite figure out.

“I do.” Of course he does. Because Adrian Cole decides everything. That’s how his world works. But I refuse to become another piece on his board. I take a slow breath. “You don’t get to make every decision about my life.” “I’m responsible for your safety.” “You’re responsible for your company.” “I’m responsible for both.” “No,” I say firmly. “You’re responsible for your obsession with control.” He doesn’t respond immediately. Which means the comment landed exactly where it needed to.

I chuckled dryly, “you expect us to be responsible when you don’t? Hilarious.” I didn’t see any trace of angers. Instead, dad leans on the couch and shakes his head. Still, with smile lingering on his lips. “If you mean by being ‘responsible’ is making me stay in an unhealthy relationship and letting both your mom and I to suffer every day, I would say I choose to be an irresponsible man.” He stopped and look at both of us. My face remains stoic and looked straight at him. “For me, being responsible is acknowledging what you are doing, what would it caused, and how to solve if any problems occurred. I know I’ve done well on those three things.”

"The prosecutor asked me if I felt remorse. For my role in the acquisition process." "What did you say?" "I said remorse was too small a word. That remorse is what you feel when you say something unkind at a dinner party. That what I feel about your grandfather is more specific than that." He looks at me. "I said I feel responsible. And that responsible means I'm going to spend the rest of my working life making sure the companies that came from his acquisition are run with the integrity his should have had." I look at him across the diner table. "That was the right answer," I say.

now you need to act as a responsible man" said dad "But dad am responsible" i told him. "Responsible?? He asked. "Yes dad" i answered him. "A responsible man will not visit clubs and have numerous sex mates, a responsible man will think of his future, what to do with his life, how to raise kids and maintain his family life" "But dad getting married doesn't make you responsible" I told him. "Well that is for you... I need you to get married before I hand over the company to you" "Dad??

the old man added, leaving the question hanging heavily in the air. “And what exactly do you mean by responsible?” Adrian snapped. “Am I not responsible enough? I run this company pretty well. I make this company a good amount of profit and...” “Then maybe that’s the problem,” the old woman interjected. “When you think of responsibility, you think about money and how much profit you can make off people. We’re thinking more along the lines of family... a family man who shows he has a heart.” Family.

She was taken aback by his sudden remark. "Ms. Montalvo?" Ramina's heart was thumping wildly inside her chest because she don't know what to say! Percy let out a sarcastic chuckle. "Right. Don't answer that, I already know—" "There's a difference between being bad and responsible, boss," Ramina uttered, cutting his words off. Percy looked back at her, puzzled. Ramina stared at him as she continued, "bad people tend to do bad things for their own sake. Responsible people tend to do bad things for others' sake. Do you get what I mean, boss?"

I asked. “On everything,” he said. “She worries when she’s not informed.” There was no resentment in his voice. Only acceptance. “She was glad to hear your mother is recovering,” he added. “She said it’s good that things are stabilizing.” “That’s kind of her,” I said. “She’s always been attentive,” he replied. “Especially when it comes to responsibility.” Responsibility. Another word that carried more weight than it should have. Later, while Adrian reviewed documents in his study, I sat alone in the living room, replaying the day in my mind.

“You inherited a name that gives you access to rooms most people spend their lives trying to enter. How much of your public behavior is responsibility, and how much of it is self-protection?” Adrian takes a moment before answering. Good, Julian thinks. Let him feel the recorder. “I do not think the two are always separate,” Adrian says. “Responsibility requires self-control. If people depend on your decisions, you do not have the luxury of indulging every reaction.” “Is honesty an indulgence?” “No.” “But it can be treated like one?” Adrian’s gaze sharpens. “By people who have never had to consider who might be damaged by it.” Julian writes that down.