Butler Sand Novels & Stories

He then took a deep breath. “Not only are you the director of the Flutwell Police Station, but you’re also the second young master of the Torres family. You’ve retired from the legendary Sword Camp as well!” “I wouldn’t dare go against someone like you!” A resentful look appeared on Butler John’s face. “I’ll give up for tonight!” he exclaimed, gritting his teeth. “But I won’t let this end…” Slap! However, Ansel suddenly appeared right in front of Butler John before slapping him across the face.

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.

he keeps on struggling, and all of his men are alert. A man comes out from the entrance with an explicit aim to Davon’s head. “Never lay a hand to my young master, you filthy human.” Butler Robert comes with a resentful aura. “It’s already time for my master to have his dinner, and you destroy his schedule.”

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.

Johnson assistant Penelope - future famous dancing queen Amberfords Butler Jin - Julian's butler

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.

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.

, 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

He's an older man, probably in his early fifties. "Hello, Mrs. Collins—" "Just call me Abby, please." I stopped him, and he smiled. "Okay, Abby…" He showed me where to go. "So this is the master bedroom. I'm Sandro, and I'm the housekeeper or butler in this Villa. I can help you with anything if you need it." I looked around, and the master bedroom looks so spacious, very clean and it’s good for the eye. It’s too catchy too and I love it.