A Capable Maid Novels & Stories

"I don’t need a maid." "It’s just to help you," I said, trying to ease the tension. "She’ll handle everything—cleaning, errands, cooking—so you don’t have to lift a finger." Bridgette folded her arms over her belly. "I can take care of myself. Besides, why does the maid have to look like that?" "Like what?" I asked, confused. "Like she’s auditioning to be your mistress!" Bridgette snapped. Clarisse looked mortified. "Mrs. Bermudez, I assure you—"

Give me patience to deal with this girl. How are children of these days are raised. Magdalena went on to scold Rim who is the newest maid that just joined them many times as she wished. . She doesn't know how to clean, cook and even wash clothes yet she is the old woman's favorite. I think this unfair. Interjected Harriet another maid around in the kitchen.

, she spat out. “Yes, you may hate me, but it doesn’t remove anything from my body. Now, you said you could work as a maid. I need a maid. So you will be my maid. You will do everything that needs doing in the house and you will also be my escort whenever I need one”, he said to her.

As we approach the dinning room, we met a beautiful woman sitting in the dinning with a maid dressing her hair, the woman's face beamed in delight immediately she saw us coming, I guess she must be Madam Caroline. "She's here ma'am" the maid who ushered me in said with a slight bow. "Good day ma'am" I also greeted the woman with a slight bow. "Good day my dear, you must be caira, right?" The woman asked still smiling. "Yes ma'am" I answered "Your mother told me a lot about you, so, what are you good at doing?" Madam Caroline asked Virtually everything ma'am, I am good at cleaning, washing dishes and cooking" I answered with a little bit of exaggeration.

the maid said, bowing her head so low that I thought she was about to kiss my knee. Waving it aside, I ignored the weirdness of it all, only choosing to focus on the situation at hand. "What is your name?" sighing, I stared around the numerous buildings and once again, I realised why the Bloodmoon pack was at the top of the chain. "I'm Yena, my lady," the petite maid answered, drawing me back to look at her. For a maid, she looked far too nourished, her skin just as smooth as silk and looked like she hadn't been through any hardship in her whole life.

“Okay, chill. I mean, the woman who came a few months ago, who said you didn’t need a maid. There’s not much to clean in your place; I barely find any dust. Your clothes are at the laundry, and I’m the one who picks them up. You’re often not at home, and you’re not used to cooking. But, you can find a way to deal with that, with all your wealth.” He didn’t reply, so I looked at him and then back in front of us, “Hmm, well, I miss home-cooked food,” “That’s why you’re looking for a housekeeper?” He still didn’t answer, “Why don’t you just hire a chef?” “I barely trust people, I don’t want anyone to just barge into my home and give them the chance to ruin or deceive me,” “Am I trustworthy, Sir

another said. "God, I hope she doesn't try to steal our men away," a girl with red hair giggles at her own joke. I can't help but roll my eyes. Are they seriously talking about me like this? The truth is, I'm not actually that beautiful in comparison to the other maids. But they seem to be hating on the fact that Rosemary, the head maid, praises me a lot. I can't deny that her compliments have made me feel better about myself and my purpose in this house. She's always been kind to me since I first started working here, and she makes sure that all of us are treated fairly and with respect.

Why would the maid be calling her? The maid continued, "Happy Birthday to you! Your mom wants you to come back tonight. She has something special planned and wants to make you a delicious meal." Rowan's heart skipped a beat as excitement bubbled up inside her. Since her parent's separation, she often forgot her birthday, but her mother always remembered. The thought of her mother's cooking made her stomach rumble with anticipation. "Thank you!" Rowan exclaimed, her voice brimming with excitement. She wanted to ask to speak to her mother, but before she could, the maid abruptly ended the call. It left Rowan feeling a mix of surprise and wondering if she had unintentionally offended her mother

He said. "Huh? Two months? can't you just let me go now, how can I be your maid for two months." She whined. "Are you whining over two months? Do you even know how many years some maids use here. you should be grateful I'm only giving two months." He said resting his back on the chair. And also not just an ordinary maid. My special maid. Get that into your head. He continued. "Special maid?" She asked.

She stated bluntly. Derrick played with his fingers, looking back and forth between Isabella and I. "Nia's a great person" "You should get to know her" He said nervously. "She's just a maid. Why should I get to know her?" "Her job is to clean the house and pick up stuff. I don't think I would like to know her very much" The girl replied. I stared at her with wide eyes, not believing all that tumbled out of her lips. She spoke like I wasn't standing right there.