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Serve Me, My Lord

Chapter 9 9

Word Count: 764    |    Released on: 09/04/2026

. Lightning flashed across the sky. The entire staff was in a pa

ladder in the grand foyer. He was polishing the massive c

ying a bucket of water. He glanced

it up the windows. A second later, a mass

ody instinctively surged forward, his hand reaching out to catch the falling man. But the distance was too great, and the heavy bu

he foyer. Barnaby grabbed his leg and sc

ng on the floor. Elias's face turned purple with rage

ran in and dragg

the terrified lower servants. They needed a senior fo

t was standing perfectly still, holdin

ett. "Go to the locker room. Put on Barnaby'

ed at Emmett with pu

e. He just bowed h

r footman. The custom tailoring fit his broad shoulders and narrow waist perfectly. He pulled

de. A black, custom-built motorc

in line with the senior staff. He was p

. A man stepped out

Bernard walked

He wore a dark, expensive wool coat. His skin was pale. His dark eyes were angry, paranoi

forced a huge, fake smile onto his

shifted his shoulder and complet

ney said. His voice was deep, rough,

roze. The tension in t

orward. She put on her swee

lara said softly. "Y

look at her face. Hi

es locked o

But he felt the heavy, burning stare hit

ishly betrayed, the man who had died because of his blind ignorance. A suffocating grip

hree agonizing seconds. The si

ointed a long f

mmanded. "He will

e cracked. They couldn't believe the ne

ad. He didn't want this

his face completely blank. He

avy boots walking right behind him. He could feel Kearney staring at the b

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“Emmett was a loyal footman at the wealthy Patterson estate, desperate to scrub the slum out of his blood. He abandoned his family and gave his absolute devotion to the beautiful young miss, Clara. But when the estate faced bankruptcy, Clara ruthlessly framed him for embezzlement to protect her family's wealth. He was shoved into a police carriage in the freezing rain. Through the window, he saw Clara watching him with fake pity, looking at him like a stray dog being put down. The judge slammed his gavel, sentencing him to a slow, agonizing death. Because he had spent all his wages on tailored uniforms to fit in, his mother died in a cheap coffin from an untreated illness, leaving his siblings to starve. As the thick, coarse rope crushed his windpipe, Emmett was filled with agonizing regret. He didn't understand how the woman who smiled so sweetly could send him to the gallows without a single ounce of hesitation. Opening his eyes again, Emmett found himself back in the servant's quarters, exactly three days before the Patterson family's downfall. This time, he wouldn't be their loyal dog. He was going to be their executioner. He planned to watch Clara sell herself to the savage new heir, Kearney Bernard, just to keep her luxury. But at the welcome dinner, the terrifying new master ignored Clara completely, locked his dark, obsessive eyes on Emmett, and whispered. "You are mine. Nobody touches you."”