A Capable Maid Novels & Stories

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

"I am not leaving, you said you trust me, so please hire me, I can disguise as a middle aged woman" "That's absurd! How can you look like a middle aged woman, when you are only what .... Eighteen?" "I am already twenty two. I just graduated with a degree in history and I don't have a job yet so I am Free to do whatever I want to do" Her expressions turned monstrous "This is not a history research, but a housekeeping job, you are not here to teach the Victoria eras, war and heroes or titanic. You mop the floor, scrub the toilet, clean the whole house and do the laundry."

I asked as I yawned. " I am Anna Mary. I am your personal maid allotted by the master. You can call me Mary, Anna or you can give me a name. I am just 18 years old. I completed my schooling but didn't have any idea to continue my studies further. I have been working here as a maid for four years. I know everything. If I don't know anything. I will learn it. If you want anything. You can call me. I will be waiting for your commands. " She spoke within a breath.

Life in Africa wasn't pleasant at all for the poor and less educated persons. I didn't want to imagine how Renata and Reynard would feel coming back to a dirty kitchen. Unfortunately my educational background wasn't good at all. If you didn't have at least a degree then you had a hard time finding a good job. Even though I was working as a maid, my pay wasn't that bad. Rushing down the stairs as fast as I could, I was in for a surprise. The kitchen was actually free of any dirty dishes. Huh, odd. I didn't quite get it, especially knowing that Brianna and her bitchy best friend had been here. Those brutes enjoyed making my job hard, so why weren't there any wine glasses? Or the utensils that

I thought he was going to yell but then he continued down the stairs, past the mess, past me, and out through the front doors without a word. I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. The maid beside me exhaled too. "You're lucky," she whispered, barely audible. "Lucky how?" She shook her head quickly and went back to sweeping, like she'd already said too much. *** On the sixth day, the young maid who had almost smiled at me in the hallway sat across from me at the staff table at lunch. Her name was Rina. Twenty years old. Two years at the estate.

The power of multitasking which appears to only be borne by women. As I watched the maid and Liam interact, I couldn't help but feel a pang of gratitude towards Ben for hiring such a wonderful staff. Being a boy Mom was no easy task and Ben's staff had made sure I took a well-deserved rest every now and then. The maid, whose name tag read "Maria", caught my eye and smiled warmly. "Hello, Mrs. Ana. I was just getting Liam ready for bed. Would you like me to finish up?" I shook my head, walking over to Liam. "No, Maria, thank you. I'll take it from here. You've done a great job, as always."

, the maid replied, " what are you doing here?" " Running some personal errands", " Personal errands?", she raised her brow. " Ha ha, just kidding, I'm running some errands for the chief maid", " Oh, is he back?", " Not yet, but he'll be back soon", " Okay, so, what's the message?", " You don't have to serve master tonight, I'll do it", " What?!", The maid was surprised, she stopped drying the dishes and turned fully at Sandra. " Why do you want to do that? You have your own task", The maid asked sounding irritated, ' are you trying to take my job from me'.

Would I be able to handle my responsibilities? The next morning, I woke up early to prepare myself for my first day at work. I turned around to see a woman standing there, her eyes filled with curiosity. She had a stern expression on her face, but there was a hint of kindness in her eyes. "I'm Ley, the new maid," I replied with a smile, trying to hide my nervousness. The woman looked me up and down, assessing me. "Well, Ley, you better be prepared. This mansion is not for the faint-hearted. Many maids have come and gone, unable to handle the demands of this place."

****************** ****************** ****************** Naunet's pov "I can see ,I am becoming lenient with you Nanuet , madame Kabira complained . Madame Kabira is the chief maid of the palace and also the oldest. That's why she can boss me around. She's also the one who hired me so I owe her a lot of respect. "Sorry madame ,I don't know what you mean,I gulped. "Oh ,I forgot how dumb you are.I meant to say you are not taking your job seriously , what's wrong with you?"she asked, giving me a scary look. I bowed my head not wanting to look at her ,her eyes right now could end my life. "Sorry madame ,too much work for me , problem at work ,sorry madame ,I struggled with my words . English is

She sneaked into the kitchen when the door opened. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maids running here and there in their maid uniform. I have to do this work for Amelia. She didn't know how to handle this new job. She was quaking at all; the maid was running swiftly, handling multiple things with only their two hands. Except for some basic work, she knew nothing about the household job. She was used to ordering back. “Are you the new maid?” an older woman who in her 60s interrogated me.