Novel & Cerita Curvy Maid

Maybe someone who doesn't like kira and wants to be the Master escort,"I replied. "What do you mean?"The other maid asked. "I mean someone here also wants to be the Master escort and also hate kira very much and wants to get rid of her,"I replied. "How could someone do that?"The maid muttered to herself and I smirk wickedly. 30 MINUTES LATER** Madam Theresa's right hand maid came downstairs with the laxative's container in her hands. She had a frown on her face as she entered the kitchen, making all eyes turn to her.

the maid interrupted her deep thoughts. "Hmmm?" Celine hummed. "Actually, the maids in this mansion were divided into different fandom." "Fandom? For idol celebrities?" Celine wondered. "No! No!" The maid waved her hands mid-air. "It's for the handsome guests of the mansion." Although Celine has an idea who they might be, she still flung a question, "Who?" "Sir Joshua, Jeonghan, Seungcheol, Minghao and Mingyu!" There's a flower in the maid's eyes when she blurted out their names.

But Seraya was already reaching into the small pouch of coins she had at her belt and extended it. "Please, I will make it worth your while. You know the penalties of denying me." The maid hesitated, the promise of silver glinting in her eyes. After a moment, she took a deep breath and nodded. "Very well, My Lady." Seraya's heart skipped a beat. She was waiting for the moment to come, but still, the moment seemed unreal. Losing no more time, Seraya handed over the maid her dress. The maid stripped in a haste and got into the luxurious fabric, imitating Seraya's appearance with an unnatural ease. Seraya watched her for some time, how she altered her posture and mimicked her every move with a

“The house isn’t hard to clean because there are machines to help. The bedsheets, pillowcases, and curtains need to be changed every month. Don’t worry about the garden or the pool outside—there’s someone hired to take care of them. Your job is just to manage the house and take care of our employers.” “Yes, Ma. You said they’re all men? Are they handsome?” She smacked me on the head. “Don’t you dare flirt with them! Remember, you’re just a maid here.” I pouted. “That’s harsh, Ma. I was just asking! Besides, I know my place. Do you really think they’d be interested in me?” She gave me a sharp look, and I grinned innocently. “You’re beautiful and kind, my child. I just don’t want you to get hu

For some weird reason, he envied the poor sponge. Too many thoughts were roaming through Bryce's mind at the moment but he focused on the more important one. The lady in front of him. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Hera bowed her head shyly. "Good evening sir. My name is Hera and I'm the new maid" she introduced herself. "You're the one replacing Karla?" He wanted to ask but rubbed his head in acknowledgment that she won't know what he was saying or who Karla even was in the first place.

The slap cracked across my face like a whip before I could finish speaking. Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood where I'd bitten my tongue. I froze. Every muscle in my body locked down, screaming at me to retaliate, to show this woman exactly what happened when you put your hands on a princess of the Bloodmoon Kingdom. But I wasn't a princess anymore. I was a maid. And maids didn't fight back. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, "You just arrived and you're already being clumsy. Perhaps you'd like to lose your job on your first day?"

she sighed. "Oh my girlfriend, you're on fire!" one blonde girl with baby pink skirt and vest gasped in awe when she went out of the cubicle. "Thanks!" She was about to leave when the blonde girl stopped her. "You're not leaving this place alone. You're an easy target, you know that?" "What... What do you mean?" she seemed not to get the blonde girl's words. "Alright, my name is Apple. I'm a band member of Cymbals. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. But you're very pretty. You're an easy prey for hooligans! You know what I mean? Rapists!"

the maid announces, Elizabeth struggles to comprehend the sudden shift in dynamics, her mind racing to make sense of this new development. After the maid exits, Elizabeth's emotions surge, prompting her to hastily leave the bed and stumble towards Dominic, who is meticulously combing his hair. A mixture of confusion and frustration fills her voice as she demands an explanation for the maid's presence, “Why did you hire a maid? Am I not enough for you?” Her words carry a vulnerability, stemming from her fear of inadequacy and the lingering insecurities of her past. Dominic, pausing from his grooming routine, turns to face her, his eyes locked onto her own. He meets her gaze with a tenderness

'Maharani, you must be strong and keep spirit! "Rani! I call you Rani, ok. You're hired! The trial within three months. If you pass, you’ll continue. If you're not, you have to go home. Because this work is quite hard, I pay you six million rupiahs! I must see the quality of your work!" 'Haah, six million rupiahs as a maid? How hard is the job, anyway?' There are not a job as a maid out there pay that much in the beginning. Especially with an age that is not young anymore. Like me. ******

Within a few minutes, my lights came flickering on and at that moment, my phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up and saw it was an unknown number. “Harper Holmes?” a female said on the other end “Yes, it is me,” I replied nervously, wondering who would be calling me and for what purpose. “I am calling to inform you that you have been offered the maid job at Dominic Hall’s place. How soon can you come?” she asked. I was too stunned to speak. I froze on the other end, not sure of what to say. I thought it was all a dream. “Harper Holmes?” she said