Clean Hearts Maid Novels & Stories

How virtuous and pure hearted. That maid nodded. "Okay let's go, I will guide and help you," She bobbed her head and immediately got up from the sofa. Too excited to clean his room and to show him that he had not done anything by hiring her as his maid. She just wanted to live here, away from the outside world. "Wow...you have really done an amazing job, Cia," that old maid complimented her by watching the entire room clean and completely stable and set. She flashed her a smile while mopping the table.

*** *MALIYAH* "Clean there quickly too!" My maid colleague shouted at me. I had to immediately drop the vase in my hand and run to the place she designated to clean it. I'm new to this job for a week, still on probation, and I have to abide by everything my seniors assign me because I need this job so badly! My mother's surgery can't wait any longer! “You two! Stop what you're doing! .Madam Valentina wants us at the living room right now.“ And that was our colleagues,Skylar walking in.

I ask as I reach for my butt to notice how wet it is. The maid ignores me and walks to the headboard, then she collects a rag from it. “No, you are not. I am totally gay, and I would consider you if you were a lone wolf,” she says, with a pause. “I was doing my duty as your maid, and I was trying to clean the headboard, but you had to wake up,”she says, tossing the rag into a bucket of water which I hadn’t noticed. “But I love my life and job so much that I would never dare touch any of Zane Malibu’s properties,” she says, striding towards the closet. I trail behind her.

"Anything I want Daddy will grant me after I succeed in the mission?" "Anything you want!" "Promise?" "Hu um... promise, sweetheart. You know very well that daddy never breaks a promise." Feli fell silent again. Being a maid? In her dreams she had never imagined that she would have to be a maid. MAID? Oh my God... A cleaning worker? How will her delicate hands be? Then the expensive nail polish she used to use would definitely be ruined. But... if she didn't sacrifice her delicate hands, the private jet and all the luxury items would just be wishful thinking.

"She’s right over there, wiping down the pastry trays. Smallish girl." I follow the direction of Naomi’s finger, and my heart instantly soars straight into the stratosphere. Finally. Standing by the stainless-steel counter is a petite, quiet-looking maid I have literally never noticed until this exact second. She has her dark hair pulled back into a tight, neat bun, her shoulders slightly hunched as she methodically polishes a silver serving platter. My chest tightens with a sudden rush of adrenaline. I found her. I am officially one giant step closer to extracting the truth, clearing my name, and ending this nightmare.

A middle-aged woman with reddish hair sat on a silk-upholstered sofa. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction as the phone on the side table rang. She picked it up calmly, pressing it to her ear. “Yes, hello?” Her voice was soft but laced with intrigue. “Mrs. Brittany, I just wanted to inform you that the woman you sold to Mr. X has entered his room. You’ll receive ten million dollars tomorrow morning,” the man on the other end replied in a cold, professional tone.

I doubt she's someone who would care so much about age. "By the way who is she? Do I know her?" He asked. I shook my head. "I don't think you know her. Her name is Jasmin Rose and she works in my house as a maid." Liam choked on his drink, coughing hard. "Fuck dude! Don't do me like that!" I chuckled. "What?" I asked, innocently. "I'm serious though. She's my maid." He frowned at me. "You are serious?" He asked. "Dude you can't be fucking your maid. That's going to be a huge scandal when it gets out."

Madam Caroline asked Virtually everything ma'am, I am good at cleaning, washing dishes and cooking" I answered with a little bit of exaggeration. "Great!! You are hired!, Your duty here is to assist the maid in cooking, serving of meals, and cleaning up. For today, you will be allowed to go home by 6:00 pm, but after tommorow, if your performance impresses me, you will be working here permanently, which means you will have to move in with us,. is that ok by you dear?" Madam Caroline asked. "Yes ma'am, I'm fine with that" I answered cheerfully.

I just hope that he doesn’t think last night has more meaning or what John had said. “Madam, would you resume your exercise training today?” asked the maid, whom she suspects will be her companion for the rest of the day. “Lita, is it?” asked Marianne. She is the youngest among them and the quiet one. It was only yesterday, at the dining table, that she had heard her voice or had interacted with her. She had shyly talked about how she prepared the food from her country. “Yes, madam,” answered Lita, bowing her head.

She asked scanning Hera from head to toe wondering what she was doing here. "My name is Hera Whitson and I'm the new housekeeper that was assigned here" she explained before showing her papers to the older lady. Mariam, took the papers from her hand and stared at it a little longer. "Ah... you're the one sent to replace Karla!" She proclaimed. "You're welcome. Come inside and I'll show you to your room" she stepped aside allowing Hera to enter. "Thank you" Hera chimed before walking inside after the woman.