Semua Bab Entangled in the Maid's Desire: Bab 1 - Bab 10

When the front door swung open, James didn’t expect to see that. A gorgeous girl stood there like she stepped out of a magazine."Who are you? Sales or something? Look, sorry—I'm not buying anything," he said, already halfway ready to close the door.The girl tightened her grip on the oversized backpack she was hugging. "I’m not selling anything, sir. I’m Nancy Jones, the maid. The agency sent me."James blinked. Wait—maid? No way.She looked nothing like what he imagined. Her skin was porcelain pale, hair jet black and straight, and her figure? Well, let’s just say that knee-length dress wasn’t helping him stay focused, it only showed more of her beautiful long legs."You’re joking, right? You look more like a model than someone who scrubs floors," he said, raising a skeptical brow."I swear I’m not lying. You can call the agency and check if you don’t believe me."James eyed her up and down again, trying to make sense of it all. "What's your name again?""Nan-Nancy, sir.""Alright. H

"My wife’s been driving me crazy, man. Every time I try to get close, she pulls the ‘I’m tired’ or ‘I’m sleepy’ card. Always has some excuse ready. It’s like she’s dodging me on purpose.""I’m telling you, bro, I was getting migraines from all the rejections. Can you believe that just going one week without sex already had me losing it? Now imagine three damn months. Three! Without even touching her."James had been ranting all afternoon to his best buddy, Ryan Harris. If anyone could handle James’s endless complaints, it was Ryan—his ride-or-die since way back."Man, that’s messed up," Ryan said, shaking his head. "I mean, what wife turns her husband down like that? Ain’t it normal for a man to want to be with his wife? That’s just how it is.""Exactly! And then she gets pissed when I even think about looking for fun outside. Like, what does she want me to do—be a monk?!" James’s face was already sour since last night, and today, he was just one step away from snapping.Honestly, the

James glanced at his wife, kind of unsure if he should say it. But he pulled himself together and finally spoke up, "Actually, I…""What is it, babe?" she asked, tilting her head slightly."You go take a shower first. I’ll tell you after," James said with a half-smile.Elisha squinted at him suspiciously. He always loved teasing her like that. "Ugh, fine. I’ll be quick."About fifteen minutes later, she stepped out of the bathroom in her nightgown, towel-drying her damp hair. She shot him a smile when she saw he was still awake."I thought you’d be asleep by now.""I was waiting on you," James replied, shutting his laptop and setting it aside on the bed."So, what were you about to say earlier?" Elisha asked, catching his reflection in the mirror while she went about her nightly skincare routine. Even though she was clearly worn out, she never skipped it.James grinned and climbed off the bed, making his way toward her. He stood right behind her and gently started rubbing her back. "El

"Babe!"Elisha’s voice cracked a little, rising with frustration. She wasn’t about to let James's cold words slide so easily."What?" James shot back, not missing a beat. "You’re upset I did that? But you can’t even make me feel satisfied, Elisha."Her heart dropped. She stood there, stunned, like his words had knocked the wind out of her."I’m so over this," James snapped, turning away with a stomp that echoed through the room. "I’m sick of the same fight every damn time. It’s exhausting." And just like that, he walked off—didn’t even look back.Elisha didn’t chase him. She just stood there, watching his back retreat, tears quietly sliding down her cheeks. Being his wife felt like a constant uphill battle. No matter what she did, it was never good enough. All this chaos from one mistake—one thing he couldn’t seem to let go of."Why do you have to be like this?" she whispered through her tears. "I work too, you know. I help with everything. But you never see that. You never try to unde

"You’re coming with me to drop Betty at school today," he said without hesitation.Nancy scrunched her brows in confusion when James brought that up. "Wait, why do I have to go, sir?"James shrugged casually. "Well, you've got to know where the place is, just in case Elisha or I can’t pick Betty up. You could step in for us."Honestly, even he wasn’t sure where the idea came from, but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. No harm in letting Nancy know where Betty’s school was."Alright then, sir. But let me grab a jacket first—gotta look a little presentable."James gave her a nod, letting her go fetch it. Meanwhile, he took Betty’s tiny hand and guided her toward the car.About five minutes later, the three of them hopped into the car and headed to the school. It wasn’t far—maybe a fifteen-minute drive tops. So, before long, James was pulling up at the school gate."Here we are..." he said, parking neatly by the entrance. Betty already had her backpack on, ready to hop