Maids Vs Butler Novels & Stories

Her voice rose to its peak upon hearing him and seeing the uniform. "You got married to me, dammit, you got fucking married to me, and now you want me to be your maid." "Don't forget just because of my dad you've become rich; he made you CEO; you didn't even deserve to be the butler of my home." He smirked hearing her words. Adwitiya Mishra, and her arrogance and attitude, were always on the next level. "Keep it here and continue with your work," he said to the other maid. She nodded, kept the uniform there, and went to do her work.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

The maids looked at each other and after thinking for a while, they nodded. “Yes, but…” “Did you do as you were told?” “No…” “Pack your things, collect your month’s salary, and leave this place,” Sam commanded. “Butler Sam, we…” … Ava sat at the dining table and enjoyed her dinner. Without those annoying flies around, her mind was at peace, and for the first time, she felt as if she was finally alive. Sam was looking at her with a baffled expression. The Ava he knew would never resort to firing the maids because they refused to serve her dinner. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that something was definitely off with his mistress.

The head maid said rejecting Eve. "Please, just forgive her." Butch pleaded. "Fine. But we'll train her first for a few days before she starts." The head maid said. "Of course, I guess my work is done here then." Butch said, moving forward to take his leave, before he turns back and walk to the woman. "And also, remember she's a weirdo." He whispered before leaving. The woman listened to Butch's whisper before he left. She wondered why he said that but decided to pay no attention to him, she turned and said to Eve. "Follow me."

Ever since Beau Valentine's kids spread the rumors about his crazy personality and his disfigured face, it was impossible to find a woman who was bold enough to be Beau's wife. The butler didn't want his master to miss the opportunity to meet a fine woman like Eliza. However, Beau, who was sitting at the main desk, didn't seem fazed at all. He said, "She couldn't even pass that one simple test. She's just the same as the others." The butler was speechless. To the butler, that wasn't a simple test at all. Even a 50-year-old man like him would tremble with fear every time he saw Mr. Valentine's younger son, Demarion's hideous costume, let alone a woman in her early twenties!

It was some anger, and not just anger, it was hatred, deep hatred. And now I am confused. Is it for me or the queen, and what did the queen do to deserve this level of hatred from the butler? And the butler is a middle-aged woman; I won't say she's sad, but she's interested in the king, and unfortunately, the king married his new wife! So what is her deal? “She is a queen, not a goddess! She is just a mere lady like you, so do your job, and that is all. If she tells me that you are fawning over her like a drooling puppy.”

She's supposed to be sober as to they pain and betrayal she had received not the other way round. “ Umm okay” she replied, and on no time the door to her room opened as the butler alongside with the maid earlier came in with tray of dishes in it. The butler layed everything down and walked out immediately he was done. He didn't expect what his eyes saw to be true. He had come to confirm by himself if what the maid said was true. But now that he had seen them with his own eyes and even the position that he caught them In he was sure that there was more to their relationship.

The first maid did not have an apron on her uniform, instead she had a beautiful black chalet with long sleeves with buttons, around her neck was a green scarf, her face was stoic and ruled revealing a cold personality and calculator. The next was a butler whose uniform was a tuxedo identical to that of the first butler, what differentiated him from the first was a slightly messy hair and fiery red color, and a fresh smile that brimmed with energy was positioned on his face. Then a maid continued, but more than a maid, her appearance was more similar to a librarian with elegant clothes, her maid outfit had a long skirt with a side cut, her face was the perfect representation of a beautiful g

They filled the living room completely, until the space transformed into something surreal—like a treasure vault spilling into a home that had not yet woken to witness it. The butler could only stare. His mouth opened. Closed. Opened again. Thirty minutes passed. Thirty full minutes of boxes being unloaded, stacked carefully, arranged deliberately, until there was barely any space left untouched. The butler stood frozen the entire time. “…Good heavens,” he whispered faintly. Damian, meanwhile, remained seated, unbothered, legs crossed, expression thoughtful. A maid eventually approached, still flustered, holding a tray. “Sir,” she said softly, offering him a glass of juice. “Would you be joi

The Sharp-toothed maid shot back. " Oh? So you are beautiful? Why are you now Working as a maid then? Why didn't you become a prostitute instead? At least in that profession, your beauty will be well appreciated. " He shot back. " You! How dare you say that to me? Aren't you a servant too? " She said angrily not realizing the change in the butler's expression. " I guess some trash needs to be cleaned here, right Butler Rohit? " All of a sudden Mary's fairy-like voice echoed in the hall shocking the maids especially the one that was bad -mouthing dark-skinned people.