Domovoi Butler Novels & Stories

A voice suddenly echoes in the large living room and I turn to see a man dressed in a butler's attire at the entrance, he lowered his head respectfully. “I'm Winston. The previous butler fell ill and so, I have been newly appointed by Mr Blackwood.” As if I knew who the old butler was. I force a small smile and nod. “It's nice to meet you Winston. I remember Alexander mentioned something about some maids too, did you perhaps come with them?” Winston smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Yes Mrs Blackwood.” He faced the door and clapped twice and some maids walked in with their heads slightly lowered.”

I glanced fleetingly at him and saw that he was already climbing up the staircase towards the second floor exactly like an obedient lapdog would do. “You seriously have a butler Auntie?” I commented as we headed our way to the table. “Oh, he had already introduced himself to you it seems,” she replied. I took a seat right next to her where there was already a dining set readied. She glanced at me and smiled some more. “Butlers are in nowadays. All of my friends have one in their houses although not as young as Eriol. I am even surprised he is an elite butler who graduated with high honors in the International Academy for Butlers in Sardinia, Italy.”

“…Signore Mies…it’s has been a long time..” An old man, opened the door, and stood before, it has been a long time since I saw this old man, His name is Joaquin Castelera, or more known as the Elder Joaquin or the Housekeeper. One of the Elder of the in Rosetta Family the do not involved in any family decision and stay neutral to served the family interest, the one that observed the family situations and handled it’s day to day operations of the staff to make sure that everything moving smoothly. To put it simply, he was the family butler.

My father-in-law, Richard Prescott, held a powerful position for years, and no one ever dared to treat him like this. He exploded in anger on the spot. He barked, "Jaclyn Prescott, that ungrateful brat! Has she forgotten who gave her every penny she has? How dare she let this pompous butler insult her own father? This is outrageous!" My mother-in-law, Leona Reed, was equally furious. "Richard, we need to have a serious talk with Jaclyn when we get back. Since when does a butler get to overstep the man of the house and boss people around?"

David's mother exclaimed in disbelief, her tone dripping with hostility. "What are you doing here? Our family has nothing to do with you!" Caught off guard, Rowan froze in her tracks. She had been poised to ascend the staircase, but now found herself unsure of how to proceed. In reality, she felt a strong urge to turn around and leave immediately. Standing by, the senior maid stepped in to clarify, "Ma'am, the master specifically invited Miss Rowan to come." "How could that be?!" David's mother's voice escalated, vehemently rejecting the housekeeper's statement.

Only the butler and the housekeeper stayed with the O’Connors in the main house. “Alright. Thanks, Dominic.” Dominic, a middle-aged man, was the previous butler’s son. He grew up with the O’Connors and succeeded his father later on, which was also why he was deeply trusted. Dominic was very loyal to the O’Connors and was pretty much on par with Sam from Wildridge Manor. The housekeeper was a woman and was a little younger than Dominic was. Her main responsibility was to coordinate the female domestic helpers’ jobs and had been working here for around ten years. Mrs. Delphine O’Connor, Isabella’s mother, favored her very much.

He was in a black tuxedo, dressed like an old-time butler in those British movies. Seeing Adam and Amelia get out of the car, he greeted them with a polite bow, “Welcome home, Mr. Kowalskyi. And welcome to Rosenberg, Miss. Foster.” Adam introduced him, “That’s Harrison, my butler,” he said, “He has been working here since he was a kid.” Amelia smiled at the tall butler, “Nice to meet you.” She noticed he was a human. The butler bowed his neck and then tried to take Amelia’s suitcase from Adam’s hand. Adam stopped him by telling him, “I got this. Pay the driver and get on with what you are doing.”

I had no words, somehow this was getting me excited and I couldn’t wait to see the inside. Tugging my hand, Dominique pulls me in. I followed as everyone else stood behind talking. Going up the entrance stairs, I looked at the white marble floor. It was so neat I could clearly see my reflection. “Welcome home,” Dominique whispered. I turned my head towards his beaming face. I smiled nervously and kept looking around. The big double doors open wide as a man greeted us. “Welcome Sir, Ma’am,” the man in a suit said smiling. “Allorah, this is Sasha, my butler. Sasha, this is Allorah,” Dominique said politely.

"Master Kai only approves people who hold the highest esteem to see this side of him." The man's eyes caught mine. "I wonder who you are to him." "Uh, he'd be the one to define that," I replied. "You're a smart gentleman." The man chuckled lightly. "I'm the butler of this house. Master Kai has directed me to take care of any needs of yours. In light of that, we've prepared your dinner, and a bath will be drawn for you afterwards if you wish." What? What? What? My inner voice screeched, waltzing across a ballroom in a long flowing gown like some princess from a faraway land.

Plus his younger brother is Kai. I followed him through the downtown area and into a compound. There was a three-story villa in the courtyard. The person standing there smiled at me. He looked in his fifties with glasses and white hair neatly tied back with clothes that looked more expensive than hers. His hands were folded and his head was bowed as he said respectfully, “Welcome Madam. My name is Aiden Jones. I’m the butler of this house.” “Oh.” Dazed, I look inside. The courtyard was wide and spacious with a long and straight road leading in. A lush-green field stretched into the distance. This place was so big that she could not see where it ended.