Arrogant Is My Middle Name!!!

Chapter One

Word for the day - 대박

(Romanised as 'Dae-bak') - Amazing.

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EMERALD’S POV

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(One year to the prologue)

When others visualized night, normal people might suppose reading books at home, snuggling into cosy blankets watching romantic series or thrillers on Netflix or just falling asleep.

But for me, that wasn’t the case.

I existed for the night.

And currently, I was being annoyed because of a woman, my so-called best friend.

“You think people have even a moment to glance at you when my sexy Chevy is on display?” I questioned Miranda in a taunting tone and she glared at me, chucking at me.

Miranda Melanie Menon, a tall 5’6” pale beauty with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes, had craziness, just like me and a little on the soft side, unlike me.

“Talk about arrogance to the core.” She retorted and went on struggling with styling her hair. She was not satisfied with the previous three styles she had attempted and now something else was going on.

“I thought you discovered that a long time ago,” I shrugged and she kicked my foot. I hopped on my foot while groaning in pain. I flung daggers at her and hissed.

“We discussed about you being violent!” I muttered through gritted teeth and she gave me a big mean smile.

“I thought we discussed about you being arrogant with me, too.” She countered in a sweet voice, looking like a devil undercover. I huffed, annoyed at her.

“It’s not leaving,” I straight away denied and she rolled her eyes at me. She and Linda were the only ones who were allowed to behave like that with me or I won’t spare anyone else from my wrath.

“It’s not like you have to tell me that.” She declared and continued with her hair. I ignored her and called Linda.

Linda Anne D’Costa, my thirty-nine-year-old caretaker, my nanny, my best friend and everything just mine, who happened to have a husband with whom I had to share her.

“Em, what’s wrong?” That was the first question she asked me. Well, I couldn’t blame her. I normally was in trouble when I phoned her this late at night.

“Not much, just Miranda bothering me,” I answered and she chuckled.

“You’re going out today?” She asked and I answered her in a pouty short hum.

“Rock it, then. Don’t forget to be careful.” She reminded me once again and I smiled. That’s how it was with her, chill and happy. She does get overbearing at times but I was ready to put up with all that.

“I will. How is Wilson?” I asked her and she chuckled.

“Is my favourite girl asking about me?” I heard a narcissistic voice from the other side. I deliberately groaned loudly.

“Why would you leave me on speaker? Traitor.” I retorted instead of answering him.

“Have some decency, Em.” He taunted me and I smiled, glad to get on his nerves.

“With a forty-three-year-old man who is scared of cats? No, thank you.” I teased him and heard him hiss on the other side.

“I know you’ve been keeping him to keep me away.” He gritted and I laughed. I sauntered towards the small circle bed on the ground where my white Persian cat was lounging soundly.

“Wilson, his name is Grammy. Can you be respectful towards him? He is a part of our family.” I warned him and he hummed in a taunting way.

“Talk about accepting a cat into the family but then there is me.” He whined like a little child but it did feel a lot funnier.

“You snatched my Linda away! I’ve been sharing her with you for the past eleven years, unlike Grammy who accompanied me for the past three years with my struggle.” I retorted and he laughed.

“Your possessiveness of her beats me.” He accepted and I had a victory smile on my face.

“Okay, I got to go or I’ll be late,” I muttered on the call and turned to face Miranda who seemed to have been ready to leave.

“Text me when you’re home,” Linda warned me and I hummed but we both knew I was only going to be wasted after winning.

“Miss you, Linda! Please come back soon. Love you loads!” I yelled and immediately hung up the call because I knew Wilson had a lot to say after I asked her to come back.

“Just like Wilson, even I would never understand about your possessiveness over Linda,” Miranda commented and I turned to face her completely.

“Maybe one day,” I answered and picked up my car keys from the table. I walked to the mirror and stood in front of it, witnessing myself before stepping out.

Black leather tank top with jacket and shorts – Check.

Black thigh-high boots – Check.

Smokey-eye make-up and red statement lipstick – Check.

My emerald green eyes were gleaming in excitement and my chocolate brown beach wavy styled hair was dancing in enthusiasm.

“Okay, bye,” I muttered and strode towards the door. Miranda immediately picked up her bag and sprinted toward me.

“Narcissist.” She whispered and I smiled at her with a proud look in my eyes as if she had complimented me. I pointed towards the outside as I opened the door. She nodded at me, understanding my signal.

We trudged out of the room and I slowly shut the door. We both looked left and right just like thieves scared of getting caught robbing.

If Linda was here, this wouldn’t have been the case.

We both ran while tiptoeing to the staircase on the right side and stepped down. Once on the ground floor, we again gave a signal to each other indicating the area was clear before walking towards the key cabinet.

“Your turn,” I whispered and walked to the other white pillar of my luxurious mansion, hiding behind it. Miranda opened the glass cabinet and pulled up the key that we wanted.

As she flashed me the key, we heard footsteps. She immediately shut the cabinet and ran towards another pillar, hiding behind it. We both signalled each other to be quiet. I turned to see our head butler, Eric, walking towards the kitchen while humming a tune to himself.

“Let’s go,” I mouthed, pointing towards the door for the underground garage which was on the opposite side of the kitchen. She nodded and soon, we took off in speed. We only stopped to breathe once we were on the other side of the door.

“We could become thieves.” She panted and I nodded in agreement.

“If only we weren’t this filthy rich who could even make a mattress of money to sleep on,” I replied once I gained my stance. She shook her head, laughing at my response.

“You’re arrogant.” She commented as we both walked down. I just shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m just stating facts here. I’ve never been proud of that money, though.” I blinked my eyes at her, feigning innocence.

“Please, keep your lies to yourself.” She retorted and I laughed.

“Well, sometimes you do need to use that.” I defended and she nodded. Sometimes people showed off something that wasn’t theirs in the first place so I had to put them back in their place.

“We need to rush, I guess,” Miranda advised as she glanced at her watch.

“My sexy black mini dressed girl, was rush ever a problem to us?” I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at her and she laughed, shaking her head in denial.

We both walked to the sexy and shiny Black Chevrolet Corvette of the latest edition. Dad had gifted it to me only two months ago and I was falling in love with it again and again.

“Chev is sexier than you, though,” I commented and she agreed. I unlocked the car and we both sat in. I glanced at Miranda and she glanced at me because we knew the loud growl the car would make.

“Be careful,” She cautioned me.

“Yes, Mother Hen,” I replied before turning the key and pressing the start button. The purr was like a melody to me but I didn’t accelerate yet.

I slowly stepped on the acceleration going on ten because I didn’t want to make a loud noise.

A figure was running next to the car and knocked on my window. It was a suited man with messy light brown hair whom I recognised as my elder brother. He pulled the door open and I immediately stopped the car.

"I could've been hurt." He screamed as he jumped in the car and I scowled at him.

"So could've my Chev!" I muttered and pushed the accelerator hard. I knew how to get him to be on his best behaviour.

“If you ever try that stunt again!” I warned Hayden, looking at him through the mirror.

“Slow down! I'm sorry!” He screeched and I huffed.

“I thought you had got used to this.” I taunted but slowed down my speed by two. That should suffice, I believe.

“Do I have to?” He retorted and I smirked.

“Meeting my lucky charm?” I asked him and he nodded while sticking inside the seat for his safety. I knew where to drop him so I picked up at the speed and heard him scream.

His scream didn’t stop until we reached the regular bar, the bar and hotel owned by our father, and I must say that was quite a musical journey we had.

When I stopped the car, he jerked along with the car and he finally let go of his body, plummeting back on the seat.

“What does that man even see in you to love a scaredy-cat like you…” I trailed and glanced at Miranda.

“… to the moon and back.” We completed together in a manly voice and fell into pits of laughter while Hayden only regained his breathing.

“Tone it down, you two. No word against my boyfriend.” Hayden warned and I chuckled. I spotted Lincoln outside and he rushed to us, opening the door and bending inside to peck Hayden.

“You cuties!” Miranda squealed and I chuckled. She adored them being together.

“I’m never getting in your car again!” Hayden yelled and immediately got down the car. He hugged Lincoln as if he was a big teddy bear. I pushed my windows down and turned to him.

“Say that when you mean it.” I taunted and he hissed at me.

“I heard the roar till inside,” Lincoln commented and I batted my eyelashes at him.

“Wasn’t that a perfect way to catch your attention?” I winked at him and he laughed.

“It worked.” He answered and I blinked at him, throwing hearty eyes at him.

“Stop flirting with my boyfriend,” Hayden yelled and I rolled my eyes at him.

“As if flirting with him is going to make him notice these three beauties over here. He loves you…” I glanced at Miranda and caressed the steering in front of me.

“…to the moon and back.” We completed, falling in laughter.

“It was one drunk night!” Lincoln defended.

“So, it’s a lie?” I questioned and Hayden glared at him waiting for his response.

“It’s the truth.” He clarified and Hayden was satisfied with the response.

“Happy to know you love my brother that much or my Chev doesn’t hesitate to run over my enemies.” I subtly warned him and he laughed.

“Come on, four years and you still won’t stop with your warnings,” Lincoln grumbled and I chuckled.

“You know I love your pretty face and you’re my lucky charm, so I might think of some other way,” I replied and he chuckled, nodding in agreement.

“Stop playing with me and go play with those cars out there,” Lincoln insisted and I nodded. I motioned him to come closer to me and he bent down.

“You didn’t have to tell me that, lucky charm,” I whispered in his ear and pushed the accelerator, zooming past him like a storm.

“See you later!” I yelled loudly before closing my window and turning to a very satisfied Miranda.

“Another one of our 대박 exits!’ She squealed, clapping her hands like a happy seal. I would not understand how she was immediately converted into a seal-like person with clap-y hands.

“There’s still tons to go,” I replied with a smirk and she nodded in agreement.