Cuban Maid Destiny の小説・ストーリー

FREYA The healer came by early afternoon, a quiet older woman named Marta who unwrapped the bandages on my feet with careful, practiced hands and didn’t ask a single question about how they’d gotten that way. Not where I’d come from, not why an Ashford was lying in an unfamiliar bed on Hamilton land, not anything at all beyond the occasional murmured instruction to hold still or point my toes. I found I was grateful for it in a way that surprised me. I’d had enough questions the night before to last a lifetime.

She then headed towards the mini-mart. “You don't have a phone here?" Destiny stared in disbelief at the man behind the locked door. She had one more place she could go. She had just one friend in the moon rock pack, Ethel. Ethel had mated with someone from the Haskins pack of Florida. They had just exchanged a few letters after she left. Destiny had her number but couldn't call her as her father didn't allow her a cellphone. “There is a phone booth over there. Use that one,” He pointed to the lone booth near neatly stacked pipes and broken spare parts.

Azariah’s POV At the back door of Rodriguez Castle, a group of women dressed as maids bowed their heads and listened deferentially to a middle-aged maid. "You were all chosen by me to serve Mrs. Rodriguez. Before we go into Rodriguez Castle, I have to give you a few points. First, focus only on your part, and don't be curious about anything else. Second, Mrs. Rodriguez is Sir Rodriguez's only wife and the woman he loves the most. You must serve her well and listen to her. If you make her angry, Sir Rodriguez will throw you out of the castle immediately. Third, as a maid, you must always remember your identity. Sir Rodriguez would not marry a maid as a concubine. Your job is to serve Mrs. Rod

As I entered in the living room,Gina,the person maid assigned to me crossed my path. "Good morning Miss Destiny I was coming to your room only."She greeted me with her warm smile. "Good morning Jane and please call me Destiny because I am not comfortable with formalities and I am no special or belong to De Niro clan."I said to her as a matter of fact. "But Miss Destiny you are one of the masters and very special for the master.We aren't allowed to call the masters by their name.It may cast danger on our job and perhaps life."She replied with hesitation.

Dian should be seen as brave for having the courage to talk to the Queen in such a friendly manner. Dian is a woman of twenty-four. she has been serving the Queen as her handmaiden for two years. She started taking care of herself from an early age. Her mom was a whore and got pregnant with a rich man she was seeing frequently at the time. Dian's mother never told the man that they had a child. Dian doesn't even know her father because Dian's mother never mentioned his name. "Dian. Thank you. And there is something I'll like to talk about"

“You are late.” The maid said to Curtis as Curtis gritted his teeth in anger. Maids ought not to talk to him like that but this was no ordinary maid, she was the queen special maid and spy and Curtis even sometimes think that she was more loved to the queen than her own daughter and this maid was just as cruel of the queen and was also wrapped in a pretty package too. “I had to get away after I was sure that they were drunk from celebrating. If they were not I would not have been able to leave.” Curtis returns as the maid glared at him.

she shared. Tears shimmered in Destiny’s eyes by the time she had finished, and Mateo laid his hand over hers. “My only regret was not being there in time to save Luis. I am grateful that we’ve had you, though,” he murmured softly. “It’s okay, Master. You have given me a purpose-filled life, and for that I am the grateful one,” she said, pasting a smile on her face and then focusing on me. “Now that I have regaled you with my sad story, you should find out what Master Mateo has planned for you. It must be a fantastical adventure, judging by the effort he has already put into it,” she said. Then Destiny stood and headed back into the kitchen.