Butler Sand Novels & Stories

“Balthier..perhaps? because he is our head.. only he can order my men, he is our highest boss…and he also sent me back to Russia…” "Then why did he do this? If he really is your boss?!” "Because I've been carried away..he doesn't like his men falling in love..especially you!" "Just say you don't like me!" … "Argh!" Amanda screamed hysterically, she grabbed her very messy hair. "Which would you choose?" “Find land… I'll pray that the bomb doesn't explode anytime soon… You look for land as soon as possible…” After that sentence Sandro is more silent, he is like a person who is too calm after hearing his death sentence, while Amanda is like a regular person who couldn't calm down for a second.

With his new butler suit entirely fitting him, Gianni swears in his heart and soul to do his best at his new given chance. “It seems you are ready,” the stranger says. “I am.” “Pardon me for the late introduction. My name is Gabriel Clermont. I’m one of the prince’s butlers.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gabriel,” Gianni smiles. “So, shall we go then?” Gabriel leads the way. While heading toward the exit, Gianni notices that the hallway structure that they are going through is strangely familiar. Strange enough that he would say he saw it in a dream. It is at the tip of his tongue, and he thinks of it until they reach the exit.

THE LADY BUTLER MR. MARTIN The lady butler of the family was Ms. Jasmin Rheas. She lived on the main floor of Martin's mansion. She was twenty-three years old. She was the only service that could stay inside the mansion at night for emergency services needed by the family during the night. Jasmin was needed for Mr. Martin's needs whenever he comes late at night. She prepared warm food for him when he was late for dinner. She took care of him whenever he stayed in the main floor until he goes upstairs to sleep. When he works late in the study room, she brought him coffee or tea. When he wanted to stay late near the pool, goes swimming or drinking, Jasmin was patiently waiting for him till h

And I need to get away before I lose my mind. "I'm only doing my job," he replies coolly. "Excuse me." He walks away. I roll my eyes as I watch him. Can't he just say 'Thanks" instead? "I'm just doing my job," I mimic his voice, laughing to myself. He's a piece of work. Butler Lucas returns from wherever he'd been hiding. "Breakfast is served in the dining room, my dear," he says in his worldly manners. Medium height, average body, with snow-like hair, Butler Lucas is my most loyal employee. The old man has been all over the fancy cities of the world, and Paris is where I stole him.

Christopher stammered in response, "I-I'm sorry, Father. We were just having fun, we didn't mean any harm." Sandy, always the outspoken one, stepped forward and interjected, "Daddy, it was just a playful snowball fight. It's not a big deal." Mr. Miller's gaze shifted towards Sandy, his eyes filled with disappointment. "You know better than to associate with the help, and especially not when it brings them happiness. We'll have none of that in this house." Feeling shattered and dejected, I stood frozen in the yard, dreading the impending scolding. Mr. Miller then turned his attention to James, the butler, and instructed him in a curt tone, "Find something for her to do, James. Keep her busy."

"Why didn't you make 150 million? See, re you sulking? Oh, man." "Shut your ass up, Cali." He scolded his friend sharply. Denver stopped walking when he saw Sandra's secretary. And then he approached her. When Faith noticed Ma'am Sandra's husband. How can she not recognize and know that he is her hudband even if he is not with Madame Sandra, he is famous because he is the only child of Mr. and Mrs. Ybarra of Ybarra Construction Company. "Good evening, Sir Ybarra." She greeted him politely.

The shadowy figure at the other end said. I moved closer expecting to be greeted by the face of a serial killer or a weird guy but I couldn’t be more wrong. He had a face fit for a Greek God, he looked like a Calvin Klein top model with his luscious blonde hair, charming blue eyes and enchanting smile which was further accentuated with two dimples on both cheeks. “Hi Valentina, I am Desmond Sandals and I have a job for you.” He said with the most amazing smile ever which further showed off his dimples.

introduces herself, "I'm guessing you grimaced at Syl because he can sometimes be a little too unaware of his own presence." "Yes," says Butter, and his smile seems to be more of a pull to his ear than up, and I notice his eyes are a bright peridot color, "he tends to be that way, but I'm aware he's a good person." "Aw! Come on, Butter!" says Syl, shaking Butter some amount. "I said you're a good person," says Butter, "what more you wanting?" "Not much, I guess," says Syl, calming down. "What was the class you had before this one?" I ask curiously.

Julian was pretty sure he heard the word ‘bitch’ instead of his name. For the past weeks her discovered two little things about Sandra, which he must admit... amuses him to no end. One is that she sees Catherine as a rival nothing more and nothing less. When he asked why she even had a business deal with Catherine and have her into her company Sandra told him she likes to keep her rivals and enemies close... ‘The close the better’ were her exact words. Two is that, just like Faye... Sandra's allergic to peanuts.

, a husky entered into my ears before I could even open my eyes properly And as soon as I got my clear view back I saw someone who was sitting near me with his head down, so I just ended up asking, " Are you the one who just said that statement ? “ " No it wasn't me but my master who just ended up apologizing you because he is very much ashamed of hid act which he did by hitting you because of which he is unable to show you his face as he is too much embarrassed”, that man told me " No it's not his mistake but it's reverse as I was the one who was standing in the middle of the road so it's perfectly alright, by the way what's your name ?”, I asked him " I am Gerard but here everyone calls me