Domovoi Butler Novels & Stories

When he saw her coming out, he said: "First lady, please follow me." The butler led her into the living room, Mr. Drkov also had a middle-aged woman dressed elegantly and a man wearing a white suit. “Boss, madam, second young master, she is here.” The butler looked at the three of them and spoke in turn. Through the butler's introduction, she knew who these two people were, she just looked at Mr. Drkov: "Good morning, grandpa." Mr. Drkov nodded and said: “Well, please sit down.”

This was the domain of the man they called The Butcher. My future husband. I adjusted the slit of my dress slightly, revealing a dagger strapped to my thigh,not because I needed it, but because I wanted him to see it. Let him know I wasn’t coming here soft, not even for one second. Two guards opened the double doors ahead of me. He was already inside. Leon Vitali stood near the bar, sleeves rolled, dark tie loosened like he had the luxury of casualness. He turned when he heard me, eyes like sharpened steel dragging over every inch of me.

When the doors opened, it showed a fine-looking young man with a tray on hand— "Good afternoon, Milady. A letter has arrived from the House of Sokolov." This fine-looking young man is Nikos Silvestre, my butler. He has this dark emerald eyes that might hypnotize anyone who stares at it long enough, a roman nose, and pale pink smooth sharp lips. His hair a mossy green that complements his porcelain skin tone. He's from a family who succumbed to poverty when a great plague hit the whole kingdom. My family helped them and in return— they promised their loyalty to us. Thus, his family worked hard on learning how to become a great butler and it passed down from generation to generation and him. O

“I’ve never met you before. I don’t know you. You didn’t ask me anything… so I didn’t say anything.” There was a pause. Then, his tone softened—just a little. “I want to give you some information about where you’re going,” he said. “So listen carefully.” My heart began to race. “I am the butler of the house,” he continued. “And my master…” He hesitated briefly. “My master is a dog.” My breath caught. “He was cursed,” the butler added calmly, as if that explained everything. “And where we are heading is far from ordinary. If you want to make it out alive, you must learn to accept him the way he is… and love him regardless.”

Jerome answered in a soft voice and then gestured for an old maid in his side to hand over the silver tray. “What is that?” asked Amanda when he entered the room and approached the still-silent but observant Noman. “It is Advil and a glass of orange juice, Madame O’Malley, ” informed he. “Wow, amazing, exactly just as what I said earlier, ” Noman stated just as he reached for the two objects in the tray. He looked at his bestfriend and sent her silent eye signals of surprise. “Uh, thank you, Mister...” “My apologies, ” the butler cut in, “I hadn’t introduced myself. I am Jerome Gagllaher, Head Majordomo of this castle, and the personal butler of the Master of the House.”

he asked with a pleasing manner then Jostein smiled half. “As always… it is good and tiring.” He replied with a lousy voice and then his food is served hot and fresh. He smiled to him then seats beside of him, “the butler of Caleb resigned… He told me that he has a new butler from the Monteverde—“ Jostein looks to him sharply then slowly breath heavily. “Did I heard it right?!” he punches the table then stands up grasping some air. “Yes… I guess it is a low profile butler that cannot cause a harm for the silver void.” Replying with a confident voice—Jostein still chews his food but in a matter of seconds, his stress cannot make him finish it all.

This is followed by the purity and sense of renewal as my Dom for the evening murmurs words of comfort, encouragement and approval before we go our separate ways. Tonight will be no different, or so I hope, though the setting is more opulent. And two Doms – now there's a nice twist. I wonder if they'll do some sort of 'good cop bad cop' thing. Will they work on me together or take turns? Will I have a choice of who tops me? Will they both expect to fuck me? One way to find out. I climb the steps and press the brass button marked, helpfully, ‘bell’. The door is opened by a butler of all things. This I didn't expect. Now a French maid perhaps, or even a waiter wearing a bow tie and nothing els

This butler did not want to serve the human woman brought by his young master because he felt the young woman intended to seduce Marek for his money and powerful background. His young master was a direct line family member of the Olun family which was the second most powerful and wealthy family in the Beast Empire besides the Imperial Family. Many people tried to approach him for his background. The butler believes the young human woman is one of those people. But, even though he doesn’t like to serve the young woman, Yohan still needs to have etiquette and serve the guests.

Once in the living room of the penthouse, three people are waiting for me. They bow and smile politely at me. The man in an impeccable suit steps forward to introduce himself. " Hello, Ma'am. My name is Lou. I'm the butler around here. I'm at your service 24/7," I smile with a small nod. He steps back in line. An older woman with black hair steps forward. She is a little plump with an hourglass figure. She has one of the warmest smiles,

“My name is Fabio Romano, your butler, and I am here to serve you at your command.” Axel tugs gently at my hand, his eyes wide with curiosity. “Mommy, he sounds so serious!” I chuckle softly and squeeze his hand. “Yes, baby. He’s here to help us settle in and make sure we’re comfortable.” Fabio kneels slightly to Axel’s level, offering a small, polite smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, young master. I hope you’ll find this home as welcoming as I intend it to be for you.”