Butler Voice Novels & Stories

she mumbled. When Diana reached the ground floor, a butler appeared and spoke in a soft, well-mannered voice. "Good morning, Miss Diana. Your breakfast is ready, ma'am. Follow me." The man with a Mohican cut and scythe-shaped eyebrows gently spoke, his Roman nose and half-dome cheekbones sitting above an oaken jaw with a formal shoulder that was part of his hefty physique. The man turned around and didn't even let her respond, so she followed him instead. Walking, the man continued speaking, “You can call me Butler Raymond or Raymond—anything that suits you, ma’am. If you need anything else, just ring a bell to your side. Next to every naked statue of a woman adorning the wall, we have one i

She pursed her lips and answered, "Hello, this is Jessica." There was silence on the other end, no response. Jessica thought she had dialed the wrong number and casually said, "If you're not gonna talk, just hang up." "Wait... Jessica, no, Miss Jessica, I need to talk to you." It was a male voice, somewhat middle-aged. Jessica furrowed her eyebrows, "Who are you? Why do you have my number?" The voice wasn't familiar, and suspicion arose in Jessica's mind. "I am the butler of the Smith family, and I..."

The butler asked in a curious voice. Pointing at him, Chloe stared at him directly and said, "Try minding your business and stop being a pokenoser". She hissed and started walking when she heard the cold voice of the butler, "Just make sure you are not doing anything wrong being the young master back, because if you are caught, you will regret it". Smirking, Chloe looked at him and said Ina disgusting tone, "Do I look like I give a fuck". "I'm just reminding you". The butler said, and gave her a knowing smile.

Now it felt like being annoying being here alone, when I had come here for Andre. I walked into the kitchen. The butler was at the counter, making tea. He did not startle when I came in. I could not remember his name. I did not care to learn it. He had worked for the DeLuca family longer than I had been alive. He looked up at me and gave a small nod. “Good morning, Ms. Carter.” There was no warmth in his voice. That was fine. I did not need him to be warm. “Where is Andre?" I asked.

Butler John's familiar voice came through the door again. "Breakfast is ready.” The door was made of glass but he clearly couldn't see what was happening at the other side. Thea had expected Seth to stop but he didn't. Instead, he leaned in closer, his hand beside her head as he rubbed his fingers on her clothes through her shorts with a teasing smile. “Ms Tyea?” He whispered against her ears. “Your Butler wants to know if you want breakfast. You should respond to him.” he adds, taking a small bite of her earlobe.

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

Butler James said in a soft tone. "Ouch! Thanks for bruising my ego ." "Sorry, Master. But what I am trying to say is now, I think your aura is so more mature, and more... I don't know... Strong? I guess I could call it that..." Hurrying ahead of Elijah, Butler James opened the back door and stepped aside for him to get in, smiling when he said, "Thanks." The drive was long and quiet because Elijah fell asleep, his head resting on the window glass and his fingers against his ring.

that butler said respectively, Justin again changed his face knowing this man isn’t his father. “Well, something important?” Justin asked he wanted to sleep badly and every part of his body hurt, Caddel hits him hard, “well, old Mr. Gasper wanted to meet you” butler said respectively not making his face like last time. When Justin heard it is former President, he asked for butler to wait and wear his clothes as he is used to sleeping naked.

Roland persuaded his wife with hope but deep down, he was feeling rageful than ever. “What do you mean? Do you think that old man has any good in him? We both know who he truly is and what he did twenty years ago. That old piece of rubbish has no good in him or any heart of forgiveness!” She ranted on and on. “Mr.McCall will see you now” The Butler’s voice sounded unexpected and Rachel’s mother froze in shock. The Butler who rather looked calm and collected with no excess emotion to display and be read, gave them the news and turned around to leave. He intentionally dismissed what he heard and minded his business. So mindful, So demure.

he said with a smile, although he did not look that old I could still see little wrinkles on his face when he smiled. "Ok, thank you, Sir" I nodded as a sign of response. "You can just call me Butler Luke," he said smiling, the butler seemed to be the jovial type, unlike his Young MASTER. He walked towards the stairs and climbed up with me following behind him, after a while, we approached a door that seemed to be the study room. Butler Luke gently knocked on the door and I heard a voice from inside... "Come in" the annoying brute's voice could be heard from inside the study room.