Novel & Cerita The Age Of Arrogance Chapter 1

Because when I rise, it won’t be for justice. It will be for war. --- End of Chapter 5

“Long time, no see, dumb, broke ass. Just look at you, walking home under the rain because you fucking have no money to board a bus or a taxi.” There it is. The arrogance. The need to feel superior. It grates against my nerves instantly. My jaw tightens instantly. Yeah. That’s exactly how this is going to go. I let out a low breath, rolling my shoulders like I’m loosening up already. “Still running your mouth, I see.” His smirk widens, but there’s no humor in it. None. Just something dark and ugly. “You’ve got a lot of nerve,” he continues, voice dropping, eyes narrowing at me. “Stealing my girl like that.”

“She’s the nanny, for fuck’s sake. What the hell is wrong with you?” “Mind your own fucking business,” Archer snaps. They turn to leave, apparently satisfied with my public humiliation. Oh, wait. Nope. Not yet. Beau turns back around. “Read chapter 6,” he calls. “You’ll love that one.” He smiles and waves, and then he and Archer walk away. The woman in front of me in line, who turned to watch the show like everyone else, whispered to me. “That is a good chapter.” My face burns the whole time, but I came here to buy this damn book. So I grit through my embarrassment and buy the damn book.

I gave up, hair spilling down around my face, and stood still. Minutes passed. My anger poured out in ragged breaths, until only exhaustion remained. My chest rose and fell, my throat ached, and my head throbbed from the release. Finally, reality crept back in. I scoffed bitterly at myself, at the ridiculousness of it all. I didn’t have a choice. Not really. I had too much to lose. Pride was a luxury, and survival meant swallowing it whole. “It’s just a few weeks,” I murmured, shoving down the last of my defiance. “I can survive this. I can survive him.”

I can do this. The elders call for the challenge to begin. The cousin stands at the center of the floor, all confidence and arrogance. His smug smile stretches across his face as if he already knows the outcome. He flexes his muscles, shakes his shoulders, and looks at me with amusement. He doesn’t see the change in me, the difference since Stage One. He doesn’t see the fire burning behind my eyes.

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.

The arrogant jerk speaks up. Max and Alex start laughing hearing this. And I keep looking at the arrogant jerk angrily and he winked at me.. That time I understand, " once a jerk, always a jerk" 🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠🌠 Hi dear readers, How was the chapter?

A sharp pain shot through her, but it quickly turned into an overwhelming wave of desire that made her body writhe uncontrollably. ​ “Ah! Mmm.” Patricia tried to stifle her voice, but his ruthlessness was terrifying, brutal, yet unnervingly smooth all at once. She grabbed his wrist again, her gaze pleading as if begging for mercy, but he pulled her hand away. Then, he positioned himself at her entrance. ​ “You! You don't have to be like them. You don't have to become evil.” The plea came with tears streaming down her face. Arthur seemed to acknowledge and feel sympathy, but then he shook his head slowly, his words cutting through the silence like a blade.

old man. But he is still arrogant, his arrogance makes him ugly. PERIOD! --- End of Chapter 1 ---