Obedient Servant / Hamilton Lyrics Novels & Stories

He kissed my left palm while watching me with a smirk. I thought about his words momentarily. "No, I don't." I shook my head. "Servants aren't meant to have good lives. They are meant to serve their betters; if need be, they will be thrown away and replaced." I said firmly, "We are just some small cogs in the greater workings of a clock." That is going to be my reality. Someday, I'll be tossed out once I serve my purpose. I always wonder if that day is swiftly approaching.

"Thank you for taking the time to read this humble letter, Your Royal Majesty. We, the servants, eagerly anticipate the winds of change that shall sweep through our lives, bearing the touch of your wisdom and compassion. May these heartfelt words be met with an equally sincere response, as we eagerly await a future replete with transformation." As the servant concluded his recitation, an unexpected murmur rippled through the throne hall. Daphne's eyes widened with confusion, and she sprung up from her seat, bewildered by the unexpected turn of events. She hurriedly approached the servant, demanding to know what he had just read. "No, what's all these? I don't understand what you just read."

“May your tongue get twisted and rot for ever referring to Rod as my husband. Are you blind that you don’t know who my husband is?” The servant bowed to me for the second time in apology, “My apologies , ma’am. It was an order from Fanny to refer to Rod as your husband. Please , ma’am, pardon me if I sound disrespectful. I am only but a servant who is guided by authorities,” the servant said yet further, “Ma’am if you don’t mind, I can help you pack the gifts into the store.” I smiled evilly, “Never mind, I will pack them myself. You may return to your duty post,” I ordered the servant and gazed upon these tons of gifts with vengeance of destruction.

“Please… forgive your unruly servant.” The hall went utterly still.

then, I've to pour you coffee and help you get ready to go to work. Liam was starting to get annoyed because of the stubborn attitude of his new servant, who didn't want to obey him. He secretly wondered what dream he had last night that he had to deal with that woman. 'Listen! Miss Sassy, if you really are my new servant, shouldn't you obey your young master?!' Anna nodded but she didn't look like she wanted to obey Liam. 'Well, of course, I'm willing to oblige. But after all the tasks on my list are finished, young master Liam' Anna replied as she started doing her work.

(THAT DREADFUL NIGHT) “REMEMBER I am your master as you are my servant. You are a tool that I will be used in any way I please. You have no right to defy me as I hold your dear life within the palm of my hands. As you should know, you are nothing without me.”

It hits his head before falling on the ground. “Open it up!” I bark. He flips it open obediently. I whip him again! “Read it out loud!” “Yes, mistress!” He clears his voice and starts while I flog him intermittently; the whip landing with a space-bending swishing sound: I, GIDEON HOLCOMBE, DO SOLEMNLY SWEAR TO ACCEPT MY ROLE AS A DEVOTED SUBMISSIVE TO AVERY POPE. Whip! I VOW TO DEVOTE MYSELF TO HER PLEASURE, TO WORSHIP HER, TO BECOME A GOOD SLAVE FOR HER.

Hamilton said calmly, “Mr. Eastwood, although you are an expert in using energy and are about to become a master, you're nothing in front of the Hamiltons. “I’m sure you know the power of the Hamiltons in Northspring. It's really not a wise move to offend the Hamiltons just to earn a few pennies from Finnick.” Mr. Eastwood did not feel insulted. Instead, he said calmly, “Mr. Sullivan is my master, and it’s my responsibility to help him get rid of his troubles. Besides, Mr. Sullivan treats me well, and I should return the favor.”

"But here's a gesture of good faith." "Stella, darling, don't do what he wants. Stay in that apartment, do you understand me?" "Be quiet, you pathetic little coward," Hamilton's voice echoes through the room as he strikes Kai with an object. The sound of Kai's pained cry reaches my ears. "Alright, enough! Don't harm him, and I'll comply with your demands," I interject, desperation lacing my words. "That's my obedient girl. Now, do as I instructed. Find a way to escape without alerting your friends and sister to your actions," Hamilton commands.

Nothing else. "Can you tell him to wait until tomorrow? My body is very tired tonight," I say to the male servant. "Do you think I control everything?" he replies sarcastically. "If you have something to say, say it directly to him. I have no connection to your affairs whatsoever." "I know, but can't you convey it to him?" I ask again. "Tsk! I can't!" and he snaps at me. In reality, I have already realized where this conversation is heading. The male servant clearly will not comply with my wishes, considering he is nothing more than a slave. No better than my status as a prisoner here.