I Raised An Obsessive Servant Novels & Stories

Understanding what I meant, Nikolas walks out, but before he could say anything, I close the door on his face. “Bitch,” I heard him say. The next day I woke up to someone knocking at the door. “What?” I yelled. I was trying to rest. I had barely slept the whole night. Getting up, I walk over and open the doors wide. “What?” I hissed to the person. The servant stood still, fear in his eyes. I could feel my monster out. Shaking, the servant bowed. I hadn’t noticed it was the same servant from last night. Smirking, I ask him to come in and close the door.

“I’m gonna pay you, in case you are wondering about that” “Fine. When do I start?” “What’s your charge skinny girl?” “Mom!” “What? We need to know her charge before hiring her. I didn’t ask a bad question” “I’m not charging anything. I’ll just do it” she said, still carrying her Cat. “Like a pro?” “She’s a pro Sophia” Kate glanced at Sophia. “As suspicious as a cat” Sophia stared at Kenny. “I’m as honest as a mirror” “I think you are as obnoxious as an alligator”

Fine, I'll keep in touch. "S-sir?" My gaze lazily dragged upward at the visibly shaking manservant I hired since coming home. He was a pathetic, meek little thing, but he got the job done which was all I cared about. "Clean this mess up," I said. "You're h-hurt…" "I can take care of myself." Then I pulled out a rolled-up wad of cash I had in my pocket. "Here. Your payment, but doubled." "I-I don't understand."

The servant went to walk away from me but I quickly got in front of them. “Who are you? Where is this pride coming from? Are you a master of this house? Are you paying everyone to work here? Is your last name Giliam? Or are you just a servant who could be replaced without a thought.” My voice was cold as I stared down the servant who's annoyed expression slowly became timid. “I-I’m sorry for the disrespect, young mistress… I will get a towel right away.” The servant quickly put down the tray of drinks and went to get me a towel, avoiding the cold look I was giving them.

"You had your chance to speak your mind but you took so long. Now, your mind doesn't matter. It's so useless, just like you." "I know that I look so amazing," I continued, turning back to look at myself in the mirror. "I'm just not so happy that my hair is still packed in a bun just like every other servant! How so official! I hate official stuff." As much as I lamented, I wasn't deluded. I was in touch with reality and I knew that being the head of servants didn't make me cease to be a servant. It just meant that I was a servant above the other servants; An elevated servant if I must add. I was still a servant nevertheless.

"Madam, your bath is prepared. Since you have no lady-in-waiting yet, please allow us, servants, to help you while you bathe." "Thank you for taking care of me, but one person is more than enough, and the rest should go back to what you were doing. I'll call you if I need an extra hand," Aileen replied, wearing her sweet smile. "It is an honor to serve you, our dearest queen," The three servants replied in chorus. It was as if they had memorized every speech they had to say. Then, they bowed their heads to the queen before leaving the bedchamber.

I need to act like a noble lady so no one will have an issue with how I carry myself as a former servant. I find my fellow servant, Ava, changing the sheets on the bed and looking quite tired already. Servant life is horrible and I thank my lucky stars for saving me from doing the torturous work for my whole life. "Is there something you need, Rose?" The woman asks and I feel irritated. Do I need to explain why I am in my lover's room? She shouldn't have the guts to question me. "No, just get done and leave," I answer and she looks astounded. She however doesn't say a word in response. She instead hurries up with her work and I feel confident that getting them to start obeying my orders won'

His face drew closer. I glanced at the line of servants standing not far from us. Bending my knees, I let my body slide down to slip right under his arm. The moment I broke free, I stood up and walked briskly toward one of the servants. Placing both hands on her shoulders, I spun her body around until she was facing Tristan. I stared at Tristan from behind the servant's back. "If you want a romantic drama between a servant and a master, use her instead," I said with a shake of my head. "I’m not cut out to be your servant. Thank you."

He got to his feet and was very surprised to see me. "Kim…" I didn't even let him speak. “Why are you spying on my neighbors? Are you crazy?” "Ezra is the culprit, I'm sure of that." “Stop saying stupid things. You're scaring me.” My voice cracked and my eyes welled up with tears. I was going to have a nervous breakdown. "I'm so sorry." Isaac wanted to hold my hand but I didn't allow it. "All I do is worry about you," he added in a low voice.

Margaret was starting to feel unhappy. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Myers. I can't follow your orders. I am Mr. Myers' assistant, and I will only listen to his orders." "You are just an assistant hired by Edric. To put it nicely, you are an employee. If I put it bluntly, you are just a servant. What qualifications do you have to refute me?" Margaret was vexed when she saw that John wasn't bending to her will. John smiled faintly and was unbothered by her insult. "You are right. I am indeed a servant hired by Mr. Myers. However, as a servant, I am only loyal to my master. Since you are not my master, I can't follow your orders!”