Butler Razaels' POV
My Master rounded the corner. His clothes now bore holes in them from his earlier stunt.
I regarded my more than psychotic master and poured him a cup of earl grey and proceeded to cut him a generous slice of cake to pacify his mood, seeing him smile at me with that foul mouth, a chill ran down my spine. A smile that never quite reached the eyes.
Young Master Adoels' POV
I eyed the cake and noticed that quite some effort had been put in to make it, and a mischievous idea began forming at the back of my mind.
I walked up to my butler, plate in hand, and gave him a beaming smile. He regarded me with suspicion.
"yes, sir?"
I answered him by mashing my cake into his face.
"It tastes disgusting."
"I apologize if it is not to your tastes." my butler said without a hint of remorse, his expression set in stone.
"Tsk. You're no fun."
With that, I marched towards the woods indicating my desire for him to follow. He gave a slight nod to show me he understood and rang for one of the maids to come and clear up the mess we made.
I stopped and waited as a maid dressed in a black dress with a white trim full skirt, white half-apron with lace and a lace headpiece appeared.
She stumbled towards us, a change of clothes for my butler in hand, he thanked her, and without a moment's hesitation, the shameless bastard yanked off his tailcoat and shirt, revealing a body that put Michelangelo's David to shame.
At this point, you couldn't differentiate the maids face from a tomato!!, she even had the balls to check him out!.
I sneered, she noticed this but continued to ogling my butler. Though she was a maid in My household, she looked at me as a child, but whether she could help it or not hardly mattered to me, looking at me as a child was ultimately looking down at the master of the manor. Unacceptable.
"Stop raping him with your eyes, tu as soif petite chienne.(you thirsty little bitch)"
Instead of dropping her eyes, she held my gaze, and a look that closely resembled hatred flashed across her face, It was only for a second, a subtle change in her facial expression, but it was there, and I did not like it.