Arrogante Novelas e Histórias

My train of thoughts was interrupted as a black car, no doubt worth’s more than my six-month salary, parked in front of the entrance, a man no doubt a CEO, judging from the tailored suit, highlighted the vehicle. His stance screamed power, the suit doing nothing to hide his defined stature. His car drove away as he took defined steps to the entrance where I was failing to hide my stare. My heart raced as he approached, looking straight ahead. With his sharp jaw, plump lips and electric blue eyes, he was undeniably handsome and with the waves of arrogance washing off him, he seemed to know it. A scowl appeared on his devilishly handsome face as he approached the party. I prepared to greet him

she looked me up and down slowly, dismissively "—a mere human? You're far too shallow for him." Shallow. Because I was human. Heat flared in my chest, anger clawing up my throat. Who did this woman think she was? Something in me knew instantly… I would never get along with her. "Sorry," I said sharply, my voice dripping with venom. "But I don't speak the language of dogs." Her brows snapped together, fury flashing in her eyes. "You little—" She cut herself off, her body trembling as if something inside her was straining to break free. Her jaw tightened, her nails dug into her palms, and I realized with horror what was happening.

I pulled down my skirt to cover up a bit as I entered the front seat because I was scared of what he'll do to me. My eyes closed tightly as he tilted forward to me and I could feel his breath deeply on my cheek. Then I knew that I was about to get my first kiss from Mr. Arrogant. I knew he'd be nasty but I didn't expect it this way. I gripped my sweaty hand on my bag so tight that I could rip it off. His breath became stronger on my ear and I was already frozen. "Always fasten your seat belt." He said pulling my seat belt and clicking it in.

As I started becoming uncomfortable he slowly started feeling comfortable with my sense of understanding. “Don’t be too sweet I may fall for you. I warn you it’s better for you to stay away from me.” He gave a sarcastic smile and continued coming a little closer to me “I may be dangerous” and then we both laughed only that my laugh send strange chills to my body as if his flirting affected me badly. “I may be dangerous too don’t you fear me then” “No, you can’t be more dangerous than me” “We will see to it later” and then we both laughed together.

"Though arrogance was not mentioned once. And to say it's unattractive would be an understatement." "Oh, really?" He scoffs a laugh. "Yep." She nods. "What's the saying? Nobody likes a show-off?" "I'm not sure what you mean," He says, giving her a glance in which she can see the playful glint in his eyes. "I'd never do anything to make myself seem so unlikeable. As you said, arrogance isn't very attractive. And I'd much rather be seen as charming." "See, that? Right there? Also unattractive, just like your big head."

Claimed by The Arrogant Alpha . Chapter 92: Saint Ferrari: top dog . Yves showed up at the Mane family den to fetch Saint in time for the gala. The alpha took his breath away in a stunning black suit paired with a gray shirt. The top three buttons of his shirt were left open and Saint almost drooled at the sight, wanting to run his fingers and if possible lips over the unblemished skin.

she demanded angrily. I sucked. "I-I'm not doing anything wrong to her! She just cries and I'm not sure why. Maybe she can't accept the fact that she is stupid. It's just a simple coffee, but she didn't make it right. What can you say about that?" "What did you say? A stup*d? What a nice boss you are! Why are you so arrogant and proud of yourself? Why are you so rude to your employees? Didn't you know that if you don't have employees, you can't earn a lot of money? You can't have this huge company!At the very least, be a nice boss! Just a little bit. Treat them as a friend of your company who helps you earn more money, not just an employee."

The guy also had the kind of presence that usually made people step back. Usually. Instinct screamed at him to apologize or laugh it off. It told him that he wasn't worthy of speaking to someone of this caliber. Say you were joking and end this. But then something cold settled in his chest. It wasn't confidence; at least not yet. But something steadier. It called itself the Arrogance system. If this was real… Then backing down wasn't an option. He exhaled slowly. Then looked at the car. It was sleek and polished.

He raises an eyebrow at me and breaks into an unguarded smile, confidently handsome and yet this time it irks me. “If you say so.” That irritating smug look he has that’s the other side to Carrero. It’s that face that makes women drop their panties in a blink, but he also has this annoying male “know it all” cheekiness. Arrogance. Like he’s always on the verge of a good joke, and it has to be one of his most infuriating qualities.

I uttered out loudly, hiking my arms away from him. He bit his lips. “This is the problem I have with lower-class people,” he said, a thin line forming between his forehead. ‘Did I just hear him saying low-class people?’ With fury in my face, I confronted him, “Why won't you utter that statement, since people born with a silver spoon are arrogant and proud like a peacock. You are nothing but a peacock.” He removed his hands from his pockets and pointed his finger at my forehead, letting it touch my head.