Butler Ralsei Novels & Stories

she introduced me to him. “ I'm Kayla. Nice to meet you,” I stretched out my hand to shake him. “ I'm Butler Stanley. You're welcome to the Russo mansion,” he was receptive. “ Enough with the introductions, I need to show Kayla around so we'll be off,” she pulled me by the wrist into the house. It was massive and luxuriously furnished, it made me wonder how Miro survived in his apartment if he had lived in such unreal luxury all his life.

Even the smell is weird too. Before we could finally get to the door a butler approached me. I stopped for a moment and looked at him. He bowed for a moment and immediately looked up. "Good afternoon, Master Blake. I'm Allan Rota, I'm assigned to take you inside." I could feel the nervousness in him. I glanced at Felix behind me. Just like the previous days, he looks like a robot again. There was no emotion in his eyes. I face the butler again. "How many of them are there already?"

A middle-aged man with balding hair stood in front of the workers and approached them. "Good afternoon Mrs. Grey, I am Theodore Welsh, the butler of this house. I oversee all the house affairs of this place and all the workers are also under my care. Feel free to call me for anything you need, ma'am. You can also address me as Theo," he said, then bowed his head. "Nice to meet you, Theo. I hope we have a great time getting to know each other." Then a middle-aged woman with strawberry blonde hair in a pixie cut approached Ariel as well. She wore a maid outfit but of a different color and design from the rest of the maids behind her.

But now, Danice met his gaze firmly, without a trace of shyness. To her surprise, the stern middle-aged man allowed a faint smile to touch his lips. He bowed respectfully. “It is my honor to meet the Third Young Miss. I am Butler James of the Roan family. Your family and I have been searching for you.” Danice returned his greeting. “I have been briefed by my aunt and uncle about my situation. Are you here to take me back to the Roans?” Butler James gave a brief glance at the Zagar couple. From the look of things, there wasn’t much more to explain. He preferred this straightforward approach—clean and free of unnecessary drama.

WHAT the Butler did was unforgivable. He used his power as the Butler over the people working for the Vasquez family house's villa, made contact with a sketchy supplier, and allowed his hatred for non-Valler/Vasquez blood descendants to silently kill my cousin. Just how shameless can be he!

And that means I just found something very, very useful. A slow grin spread across my face. “Well, sweetheart,” I said, shoving my hands in my pockets, “looks like you just became the most interesting thing in this shitty club.” *****END OF FLASHBACK***** Now, there’s just one thing left I need Butler Francis to do for me. It’s not going to take a lot of his time. I’m sure of that. But I just know one thing. I can use Sisa for so many reasons. I stepped out of the car, stretching my neck as I let out a slow breath. Butler Francis is already waiting by the entrance, standing like a statue, with both of his hands neatly folded in front of him.

Butler Thomas swallowed hard as he didn’t know how to respond As he was about to say something, he heard Hazel speak “I am sir Alex newly assigned personal maid sir” she immediately said bowing her head for butler Thomas to swallow his words as they got stuck in his throat making him open his eyes wide while Kayla and Gerald frowned……..

It was a man probably in his mid-thirties, he was dressed in a butler uniform, standing some meters away from the gate. "Good morning Miss, may I help you?" "Em, yes" I relayed, clearing my throat. "I'm Miss Maeve Ford, the new Physician." He only nodded his head when these words left my lips and I couldn't help but wonder where he came from, I was sure there was no one by the gates some minutes ago. I noticed him skimming my appearance but I was glad his expression didn't change. "I'm Bruce the Butler of the Morgan Villa" He then turned around and the gate automatically opened.

I step out of the car, sunglasses on and an overnight bag slung casually over my shoulder. Thirty days……Thirty days inside this house. I smirk. Let the games begin. The front doors open before I reach them and Adam, the butler, stands there, perfectly composed in his dark suit, silver hair immaculate, hands folded in front of him like he has been waiting. “Good morning, Mr. Raze,” he says in that smooth, steady tone that has survived three generations of Carrington arrogance. “Adam,” I reply, genuinely pleased. “Still working for this circus I see.”

As soon as Roger answered his phone a loud roar of Mr. Ricardo the butler of the Woods family as he can't supressed his anger towards him. "Hiw dare you "Roger Reaganns" do you know who am I? I'm Ricardo Maslow the infamous butler of Woods family! How dare you threatened my Young Lord? Are you tired of living? Just tell me I will give you a swift death as soon as posible!" The old butler was enraged. When he received a phone call from his Young lord that there was someone dared threatened his life. He began to excude a murderous aura.