Obedient Servant / Hamilton Lyrics Novels & Stories

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.

She was looking affectionately at him, but the moment her eyes turned to me, they were filled with malice and iciness instead. I carefully poured the meat broth into Dobey's special bowl and gently blew on it to cool it down. Derrick only just seemed to notice me then, and he spoke in a condescending tone. "Come over and sit down to rest for a while after you're done, Jacob." Chelsea also unusually agreed to it, placing the plate and fork down in front of me. "Thanks for taking care of Ricky and Dobey these past few days." I lowered my eyes, a humble smile curving my lips. "It's my honor to serve Mr. Carpenter and Dobey, Ms. Herrera. It's no trouble at all."

They called her a stray dog dressed in silk. Her husband choked her in a wedding shop. Her sister shoved her under a car. Her family danced on her grave before the dirt was cold. Then she opened her eyes seven years in the past. "You think you can break me twice, Kyle?" "Celine, I made a mistake. I was blind. Just give me one more chance and I'll spend the rest of my life proving." "You had your chance. You used it to destroy me." "I love you." "You loved the version of me that was stupid enough to believe you." She came back with a colder heart, a sharper mind, and the kind of rage that doesn't scream. It plans. But Celine didn't expect Aron Caruso. The man who ordered her burial i

I was eighteen when I left my pack. I ran away with Stanley, my fated mate. He never gave me a proper mating ceremony. But I loved him. I would have done anything. I watched him build his pack. Become an Alpha. Take over half the territories in the North. The first time we made love, he marked my neck and promised me a grand ceremony. One day. I kept waiting. For over twenty years, I tried to be the perfect Luna for him. Then came my forty-fifth birthday. I thought it was time. Time for that ceremony he promised, in the sacred springs of Starfall Valley. But he had another surprise for me. I found him in our pack’s private hot spring, pinning his dead brother’s mate beneath him. That’s when

"You’re a fan of Maestro Adagio?" Hamilton didn't look away from the road, but his voice was thick with sincerity. "I’ve been a follower for a long time. A die-hard, actually." I felt a heat crawl up my neck. Hearing a stranger praise my soul’s work while I was sitting right next to him was a disorienting experience. I coughed, searching for a reply, but then we hit a red light. Hamilton turned to face me. The glow of the dashboard caught the intensity in his eyes. "I used to be a fan of the Maestro's music," he said quietly. "But now, I’m a fan of the man behind it."

“You sit in your grand halls while we take your every order, never questioning those that hold the keys, the keys to our life, But no longer will we serve, We will not bend, We will not fall, Your wrath cannot find us here, We are free, We are free, Free to choose our own way, We’ve been slaves for far too long, Yes sir, Of course Ma’am Whatever you say, But times have changed, We are equal, So go ahead, Go ahead, Break the chains that bind us, Chains that bind us, Then we can be free,

Once upright, she sways slightly, catching herself on the edge of the table before bowing deeply to Damon, her head lowered in supplication. "How may I serve you next, Master?" Hazel asks, her tone deferential and eager. "What new torments do you have in store for your devoted slave?" A cruel smile plays at the corners of Damon's mouth as he watches Hazel struggle to her feet, reveling in the evidence of his dominance etched into every line of her body. He steps closer, looming over her smaller frame, his presence commanding and intimidating. "Next, you'll learn the true meaning of servitude," he announces, his voice low and menacing. "You'll attend to my every need, no matter how base or de

however, the bartender was a decent man, he smiled at me and gave me a glass of plain water as I demanded, I was too tired to move hence I was adjusting myself to rest my back against the wooden table. "Hey, you, I need a glass of wine," music was too loud to think of anything else so I closed my eyes when the room was filled with fuming music rather than passion. "Hey, you servant I am talking to you," I heard the same voice again, the same voice was bleeding my ears when I heard it getting louder and insulting the bartender as he is nothing but a servant of the world, but what if he is? we all are servants, aren't we? and there is nothing superior between him and us, between poor and the r

“DON’T YOU EVER TALK, BACK AT ME!’’ his eyes are red. his grip on my neck tightens. my eyes widened and I began to wonder whether the Rebellion was worth it right now. he freezes for a few seconds. his fingers remain on my neck and his eyes look at me with so much emotion. wouldn't it be great if things had actually worked out? would it not be great if his life had not taken this term? if I wasn't a servant? ‘’ I have waited for a mate and you, you've been the Direct disappointment of that. you are an insult to my title and I will not have you disrespect my authority. This is my final warning Audrey. don't think of returning back to me. when I give you a command you follow it mindlessly. you

"Whаt is уоur рurроѕе in lіfе, Grасе? "Tо lоvе аnd ѕеrvе уоu Mіѕtrеѕѕ." "Whаt else?" Sаm lifted Grасе'ѕ сhіn wіth hеr ѕwіtсh "To оbеу уоu іn all thіngѕ аnd to serve аnd obey аll dоmіnаntѕ." "Do уоu ѕwеаr to оbеу me іn аll thіngѕ аѕ is wіtnеѕѕеd bу уоur Mаѕtеr?" Sam аѕkеd.