Clean Hearts Maid Novels & Stories

In less than a second, she had slapped the maid hard, sending the maid sprawling to the floor. "I am sorry. I am really sorry. Please do not kill me" the maid immediately got onto her knees, begging for mercy. Clarissa took in a deep breath and let the same out. "I will be merciful to you this once, disgusting wolf" she scoffed and walked away, still pulling Hazel along. Hazel turned backwards and her gaze fell onto the maid who was wiping away her tears. The maid was also a wolf but from a different pack. The maid was from the white wolf pack, a pack that they had conquered and captured since about 24 years ago.

Seeing my expression he switched on the lights and said “Police didn’t allowed the maid until yesterday. One will come later to clean the house.” I just nodded and sat on the couch along with everyone. They all just stared at me and that is not at all good. “What?” I asked them annoyed. “Uhmm.. We can’t believe that you both are married.” Rajeev said. I rolled my eyes and looked around the room. It contains nice furniture and the design is also very good. I turned towards them to see still the same expressions. “Now what?” I asked them again. “You have to make some sweet dish right.” Arthi said.

She had already to work dusting and cleaning the room. Eleanor could his eyes on her, she knew he was watching her but she paid no attention and kept on cleaning the table. After a while there was a knock on the door, the prince answered "come in." Killian stepped in and bowed his head in greeting, he raised his head and was about to speak when he noticed a feminine figure standing by the right side of the room arranging and cleaning the table. One look at her he knew she was a slave, he turned to the prince and said "the King requests to see you." "For what reason?"

Tonight was the night of my first date with Mark, and I was being pampered and prepared by the skilled hands of the maids. The process began with a luxurious bath drawn by Martha, one of the most experienced maids in the household. She had a knack for creating the perfect temperature and adding just the right amount of scented oils to the water, turning the simple act of bathing into a decadent experience. As I soaked in the fragrant bubbles, Martha expertly washed and massaged my hair, leaving it silky smooth and shining.

The room had a walk-in closet that felt like stepping in to a high end boutique than a personal space. Maya moved closer to me at the edge of the queen size family bed. “When we go clubbing, I’m wearing the champagne velvet dress we saw back there. Remember, I asked early.” She winked. I let out a little chuckle. “How sure are we this man is even related to me? It may be a mistake and we’d be thrown out in minutes. It’s better we don’t get too comfortable. It'll be difficult to leave later on.” Some maids soon came strolling into the room on a line. “Welcome Miss Heart, welcome Miss Davis. We’re here to assist you in taking a bath, dressing and cleaning up.” They said in an order and bowed.

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

whatever we are doing is not proper “ whatever we are doing isn’t proper? She said. “ But I have always loved you? He says. “ I have always loved you to but do you think your family will accept us? She asked and she quickly help me clean the lipstick on my lips and she also walk into her room to pick a lipstick, I was going to stand up to follow her when her personal maid arrived and she gave the napkin to me. I do not need it though. Someone knocks the door and Kemi’s personal maid goes to open the door and it was my girlfriend and she enters and look around and smiles and she comes to sit on my laps.

CHAPTER 1: Heartcille Reina No one’s POV: Heartcille Reina, known as Heart, is a 25 years old, nerdy old fashioned woman. She is a Japanese-British woman who lives in Tokyo, Japan. Her hair is black, always on a bun or tied so high with her eyeglasses on because she has problems in her vision. Her face has freckles, she lives independently in a studio unit in an apartment complex. Her parents are already in heaven, so she is literally alone in her life.

My eyes stared into his dark orbs, a smile on our faces. The sound of the shuffling feet stopped at the foot of the stairs, the drastically beating heartbeat accelerated more than it was already. Oh no… there's a visitor and he's going to see me naked. The owner of the thumping heart cried internally. His prey was forcefully shoved forward by the maid with her. All the while, my eyes were still on Kane. "She's here. My newest pet". He announced, breaking away from the staring contest, eyes fixed on the approaching girl. The maid was gone.