Domovoi Butler Novels & Stories

The man seems to be in his early fifties. "Good morning ma'am. I guess you do not know me. I am the butler of this house. You can just call me Butler Li." The man said with a big smile on his face. "Oh, butler Li. That sounds nice. Please can I eat the food on the table? I'm famished." She said and pouted her lips sulkily and the maids couldn't help but laugh at the new ma'am's silliness. "Yeah. You are the owner of the food. You can eat it, ma'am. Just let me know if you need anything and I will surely provide it immediately." The butler said. The smile never left his face for once.

Otherwise, it would feel difficult to do daily activities; being accustomed to being served since childhood is difficult when one must be forced to be independent. "Is a butler not serving you? You should scold him severely, Duchess; after all, he is an ordinary worker, so it is improper to be insolent to a Duchess who must be served!" Terri angrily said that but couldn't do anything here because she was a newcomer.

I don't realize how long I have been standing on the staircase and how long I have been lost in a world of my own until the butler arrives with a huge smile on his face and his arms clasped behind me. "Madam, the room is ready", he murmurs, the smile diminishing slowly as he bows in respect. The other two men who helped him also bowed giving me an anticipated look. They want to know what else they need to do before retiring for the night. I already had dinner. I had pizza for dinner and I'm good to go. "That will be all, Mr…", I pause, raising a brow at him. "It's Dominion, madam. This is Connor and the young man here is Eric." He points to the first man beside him and then the second young

She just tidies her long hair with her hand and makes a smile before leaving the room. The way to the upstairs hall isn't hard to find. Just as she's turning the corner, she sees a man in his sixties. His hair is gray, as well as his big beard. He's wearing a blue vest over a white shirt and tie. As soon as he sees her, the elderly man smiles. “You must be Mrs. Reviello.” He says with a soft look. “My name is Domenico, your butler.” “It's a pleasure to meet you.” Eleonor returns a gentile smile. “I was going to wait in the bedroom, but I'm starving...”

That man hates mistakes, so I shouldn't be surprise about this anymore. "Good morning, Nathalie!" I heard an old man's voice from behind me so I turned around to look for who it was and found the same man who I saw outside of the mansion when I first came here. "Allow me to introduce myself first. I am Mattia, the head of the butlers of this household. Shall anything that you need personally, you can always call me to assign a butler for you and have you be assisted." He bowed his head a little before facing me again. "Now, is there anything you might need that I can assist you with?"

His eyes settled on me. “I’ll be in the office for a while. Butler Charles will show you around,” he said. I only nodded, avoiding his gaze. Moments later, he turned and left. Butler Charles straightened again as he turned to me, keeping his posture polite and humble. “Madam, it’s truly nice to meet you. I’m Butler Charles, and this is Martha, the housekeeper of this mansion,” he introduced them. The housekeeper gave me only the faintest nod before she finally spoke.

Meanwhile, Luliyah felt confused about being left alone. She looked at Kelvin's back with a look of reluctance and a little panic. Kelvin was the only person she knew in this house and now the man left her with servants she didn't know. Seeing the panic in Luliyah's eyes, the middle-aged woman immediately held her hand gently, trying to calm her down. "Madame, I am Binta. I am the butler of this house." The middle-aged woman said. "Don't call me madam, ma'am. Just call me Luliyah." Luliyah answered, smiling faintly.

I turned so he could slide the coat onto my arms. “Danilo, I want you to organize a permanent staff for my new Omega. Everything she does, I want to know. Don’t let her roam this house without supervision,” I ordered, watching him nod. “Good work keeping the vultures out of the nest,” I added, meeting his sharp eyes. He’d been the butler since my father held power, and I know he’s a man who’s proven himself a hundred times over. “It’s always a pleasure to serve the Patriarch,” he added, lowering his head slightly at my snort of recognition.

I turn around and wave my hands around, “Because… I never knew that you have so many workers here. I mean, you have a maid? And don’t tell me you also have a butler somewhere, creeping on us.” With a lazy tone, Zephyr looks at me and said, “Oh, don’t worry, I don’t have a butler. Elm has one on his family mansion, though.” “Hey! You also have one on the Alexander’s family mansion!” Shouted Elm to Zephyr.

Titus asked, looks like we both are confused equally. Dominic turned his eyes toward me, as if he is saying that lady going serve me. The butler followed his gaze, realization dawning on his face. "Understood, my Lord, I'll inform her immediately." I crossed my arms. "Are you bringing her to serve me as a maid?" Dominic shook his head. "She isn’t a maid." "Then who is she?" He replied casually, "She can be anything you want, since you're still young, she can be your nanny, if not headmaid to take care of you and your needs."