Billionaires Maid Novels & Stories

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

MAYA'S POV I couldn't believe it. Just a week ago, I was a barista at a coffee shop struggling to make ends meet. And now, I was working for Alexander, a billionaire who wanted me to sign a contract and a non-disclosure agreement. It all felt so surreal. I sat at my desk, going through the documents Alexander had given me. As I read through the papers, I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. What kind of secrets did Alexander have that he needed me to sign an NDA? But then again, he was a billionaire, and I was just a regular girl. I supposed it made sense.

She thought “Yes a maid,but your job wouldn’t take much and you’ll get to live in his mansion with him, the pay is 6000$ per month Sandra said over the phone” “6000 what?,Emily Exclaimed. “Who would pay that amount just to hire a maid?. “Why would he want to pay that much”?. “Are you sure it’s only the job?”, “Are there hidden agendas?“ She kept asking millions of questions. She couldn’t believe her ears,$6000 is a lot of money,someone opting to pay to hire a maid sounds unrealistic to her. “It seems you don’t know who my boss is and how rich he is,he’s a billionaire,grasp this opportunity now. I’ll text you the criteria and the date of the interview”, Sandra said and ended the call almost i

I raised my legs and kicked his door open with force,I could see the look of surprise and anger on his face as he sat on his bed,Uncontrollably tears started falling from my eyes,as I walked straight to his front,slapped him and screamed while sobbing, ”You think because your a billionaire,you can treat others like they’re less of a human?I know I am your maid,but I have a conscience and am not as cold hearted and ruthless as you are Ethan,I may have no one,but am doing just fine and contented with the way I am,don’t ever call me a whore Ethan because you don’t know me,you haven’t even tried to know me,yet you call me a whore because Nathan bought me a phone? are you this petty minded?.Stay

" He said while I sigh holding my head in my hand as I shook my head negatively. What else will.i say to this guy for him to understand me like I wish he could, I thought getting frustrated by him turning every bit of meaningful information into a joke. I had to walk away from him walking straight to my couch to have my butt rested on it. "I heard there's a maid working for a billionaire who became the billionaire fiancee in a blink of an eye. I also heard heard she slept her way to that position." He said making me swallow up the lump in my throat immediately.

"I live with my younger brother, Gerald, and my fiancee, Savy. My wedding is just three weeks away so you can relax. I love my fiancee and I have no intention of taking advantage of you. I am a billionaire and I took over my dad's business after he passed away. My younger brother is quite the character. He sold off an important piece of jewelry belonging to my family and I was told that I could buy it back here today. That is the reason why I came to the black market today. It's actually my first time and I had no intention of buying you. I didn't even know that humans were sold here at the market.

It’s an app where wealthy people search for maids and housekeepers for their homes. I stopped using it after Mr. Montessori finally gave me a job at his company. Now the app is buzzing non stop. Brows furrowed in confusion, I click on one of the notifications. It’s a message from an anonymous person searching for a full time maid to clean up an abandoned mansion. I intend to ignore it until my eyes snag on the amount that is being offered for this so-called cleaning service. Twenty thousand dollars?!! I copy the phone number attached to the message and call it immediately. Twenty thousand dollars? It sounds unbelievable but fucking sign me up…!

Honestly, I don’t have time to crush on some spoiled billionaire's son. I keep my head down. I have real problems. My sister is still in a coma, and the hospital bills are growing by the second. Crushing on some rich, cocky guy with magazine cover looks is not on my to-do list. I'm Lila Blakes. The girl who has been living her teenage life by scrubbing floors, washing public toilets and babysitting little children. And today, I'm in Lancaster's home, one of the wealthiest billionaire families in town to work up enough money as a maid for my comatose sister in the hospital.

This wasn't England and we were not in the twentieth century for crying out loud! "Why do I need a lady maid?" I asked curiously. He gave me an "are you serious" look then gave his gruff reply, "For everything." Who is this guy and how do I murder him in twenty-five painful ways? "Everything which is?" He groaned, "You're dumber than I thought." I glared at him, "This dumb girl happens to be helping you out right now." He chuckled in a not-so-friendly manner, "Don't ever think you're anything special, Hailey. You're just like the rest of the other girls outside this room."

I glanced at Sir Kalix for a moment, then looked ahead again, where a mother and child were buying cotton candy. “Okay, Sir, I’m happy. I just get tired sometimes because I clean your condo every day. Actually, what your girlfriend said—” “She is not my girlfriend, how many times do I have to tell you that?” I laughed and raised both my hands. “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.”