Novel & Cerita Curvy Maid

Chapter 15 “What the heck?” Avery curled her fist underneath before flipping back her hair. Avery couldn't help but see the scornful smile on the unknown maid's face, she tried confirming it but her gaze was straightened and no sign of scornfulness could be seen. “Ma'am, I'll advise you to go now as she's, waiting in the living room,” The maid named Shirley said with a grin as she slightly bowed respectfully at Avery with a cunning smile. “Damn it!”Avery cursed angrily watching her retreating figure till she was out of sight, she knew the maid had more under her sleeve and she was ready to deal with her but not now. She needs to come up with a big plan to stop the woman.

“Lady Adina. There are new workers wanting to join the palace in the position of maids. Do you want me to bring them for the interview?” a woman dressed professionally in a maid uniform stands carefully beside the sofa chair, her eyes buried down to the marble floor. While Adina sits patiently on the sofa chair, her hands wander around the fruit bowl, she clasps the grape in her hand, twirling it into her mouth. Raising a question, she speaks with, “what does it have to do with me, Maria? I don’t handle this business -” Walking past by the corridor is Ferguson, he stops to listen to the conversation. When his sister politely refuses to collaborate on the working stuff, he sighs deeply. He st

“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.

“Do not worry, Aunt. I will make sure she is placed where she belongs. Cain must pay. All his loved ones will pay for the lives he took. Ares must be avenged.” Ava allowed herself a satisfied smile. With Midas on her side, her plan was falling into place. Then Midas called a woman standing nearby, dressed like one of the servants. “This is the one,” Midas announced, tone low. “She is called Maera. She is older than most remember and answers to no house. She can break bonds other women cannot touch.” Wilma’s lips curled into a hard smile.

As soon as I stepped in front of Madam Anna, she issued a command. Before I heard the rest of what Madam Anna had to say, I squatted down in the plush chair that was there. "About you voluntarily going to the chicken coop to collect an egg to prepare the butter cake, I heard Mrs. White narrated," Madam Anna said. "I have made the decision to hire you as my family's maid solely due to the fact that you are a kind person. However, now that you work for our family as a maid, you are under strict orders not to wander around, not to tell any outsiders about the Curie family's history, and to only concentrate on your duties and responsibilities. You would be able to maintain your employment at thi

The aroma of whatever he made filled my nostrils as I stood in the kitchen and waited for him to acknowledge my presence. “It’s not even morning, Homer,” he grumbled and then faced the stove to continue. A young woman came into the kitchen holding a bucket and mop and wearing a maid uniform. “Stella, could you also mop the office?” Dominic softened his voice when he spoke to the random woman “Okay, sir.” she nodded and walked away. “Stella is also a maid. She has been a maid for a very long time now, and she does a very good job.” Dominic said, “Don’t make me pick her over you.” he continued in a lower voice.

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.

“Why? What’s on there?” “Check it now,” she urged, her voice tight with urgency. Without hesitation, I opened the school page. My jaw dropped, and my eyes widened at the headline of the latest post from an anonymous account: “Mia, the freshman girl from the party, is JUST a maid.” “What?” I whispered, scrolling down to see more. There was a picture of me from the party, side by side with one of Ethan. The caption read: “He fought so hard for her that night because she’s just one of his assets. She was bought to be a maid. Just a maid.”

I didn't even know that humans were sold here at the market. It's a horrendous practice and I would never want to be a party to it but then I saw you in that cage, you were crying and I could not help but feel pity for you. That's the reason why I bought you. You do not have to pay me back. I don't have a maid at home at the moment because the one I had before moved to a different country. You can choose to work for me as a maid and I will pay you but if you want to go back home, you are free to do so.

But no she wasn't at all. She has been our maid for months now. And never keep near me at all, less talk to me. She always hangs out with her friends only. Something about her just set me inside on fire, make me feel things I never felt before. Am I a guy who doesn't do any strings attached relationships?