Obedient Servant / Hamilton Lyrics Novels & Stories

Luna, as Alex's sentence. It seemed that Daisy had understood about it. She quietly and obediently said: "From today on, I know who my master is, I only ask for your forgiveness. Please ignore my mistakes."

Kilian stepped in front of me. “She does not speak english. IShe is my new servant. Dad, you can not have her. You bought her for me!” The word hit me hard. Servant! Was he telling his dad I was his servant? Would his father take me now that the truth was out. “Lyra?” Dragan’s face turns to regrat.

“Seriously then What I have to do is a stranger servant that you fuck and give up all the things to you because she like it to be you tell me your highness What am I to you?” I sigh " Can you please stop saying that you are only a stranger servant for me because you're not. Haven't you see I am willing to do everything for you so why you keep on thinking that your nothing because If you ask me I will tell You this you're not a stranger because my heart knows you instantly from the first time I swear you're not the servant as well because I think You're a queen for me You're my everything and I see you were gone I was surely getting insane so stop thinking that you're nothing because you'

Jasmine after getting a glare from her so called master uttered while looking at the white matress. "F*cking look me in the eyes, Jasmine" he was raising his voice at her from time to time and the sonorous voice penetrated her eardrums, making her realise who's in control. "Then why are you f*cking disobeying me?" Ethan asked deadpanned. The way he cussed at his each sentence made her cringe. Meeting his silver colored eyes Jasmine muttered, "I agreed to be your servent, not to b-be your... your" she struggled to complete her sentence. It's true that she said yes to him but that is to become his servant, slave not his personal whore. She cannot scoop that low.

He bowed deeply, his forehead touched the dirty ground. “Oho, you know your place already. Rise. I’m not your god. This little servant wishes not to have such respect as she isn’t someone greater.” “As– as you wish, My Lord.”

Italian without trying too hard. When I finished, I stepped back. He approached the counter, inspected the spread. For a moment, I braced myself. Then he nodded once. “You learn quickly,” he said. After a beat, quieter, “Disobedience aside.” Our eyes met. Something unreadable passed between us. “You will serve,” he added. “You’ll speak only if spoken to. You’ll keep your eyes down.” “Yes.” “And Lina.” I froze with the tray half-lifted. I looked at him.

“I am her faithful servant, Your Highness.” The servant had the audacity to smirk at Alyssa who was still on her knees, her eyes downcast. One thing I hated most people for, was arrogance. I’d despised my brother for the longest time for it until I learned that his arrogance was earned with all the wars and missions he’d completed.

What has Charles said that two lowly servants would dare to obstruct me like this? ''Sorry, Miss! This is a direct order from His Majesty, we dare not contradict it... Aren't His Majesty's words absolute and cannot be contradicted by anyone, including you!'' My breathing was ragged in front of the servant, how could they say everything directly in front of me like this? Even a servant would dare to speak so against me, can even a servant degrade me like that now? This really can't be allowed! ''Hahaha, you guys are just low-class servants assigned to guard the door of Alpha Charles' room! Remember, just low-class servants. You can't prevent me from going inside Alpha Charles' room and meetin

Their children will be my slaves, their children’s children will serve me for all eternity. Due to my immortality, my revenge will be never ending. I’m coming for you alpha Damon. I am coming for all of you. As I smirk in compliance to my thoughts I hear the sound of heavy footsteps approach me. One of my most trusted servants bends on one knee to address me. “Master.” He says with his head bowed to me. “Speak.” I say as I struggle to speak, my throat aching for just a miniscule drop of warm human blood.

“I grow weary of those who try to manipulate me. Those who cast me as a savior. A servant. An obedient pawn. Half truths are just manipulations. Telling me things to push me around.” “Your criticism is fair. I do not wish you harm. I am only a servant to my master, I do not have the power to manipulate. Even the power that places me here is not mine, only given for this mission.” “Say your piece. I make no promises on heeding your words, but you shall say them, as I fear I have no choice in the matter anyways. Both of us are forced here without our permission.” “I am not forced, my child. I serve my Goddess willingly.”