Daisy Maids Novels & Stories

Mrs Withney requested. "No I'm not a police. My name is Mrs Daves" "That name rings a bell" Mrs Withney and her daughter said at the same time. "Huh, it does?" Mrs Withney faced her daughter and asked. "Yeah, I guess. I think I have heard of that name. Daves. But whatever" Monica rolled her eyes. "Like I asked earlier, how may I help both of you?" Mrs Withney repeated. "Why did you go to the Hittz company to ask after me?" She asked impatiently.

Were the maids also trained like the guards? Mesmerized, I found myself getting lost in her eyes. Miles wasn't kidding when he mentioned his peculiar taste in selecting his staff. Just like the guards, these maids seemed handpicked. Instead of the usual assortment of maids with varying body sizes, they looked more like models. All were dressed in black fitted dresses that stopped below their knees, black flats, and brunette hair slicked back into a bun. They almost resembled quadruplets, with the same facial structure, slim yet curvy bodies, and tall stature. I couldn't help but think they would fare better in a modeling career than working for Miles.

I knew it wasn’t gonna be an easy task but I wanted us to at least,that was the only way to be one step ahead of them. “Any question?”I asked with raised brows. “Actually you missed a part”Emily said and stood up to address everyone as if she was in a meeting and continued”I know the in and out of my house,at that time your talking about,maids are gonna be walking about in the house busy with work and we have nine maids in our house asides my Nanny”. She paused immediately as she mentioned her Nanny’s name like she just remembered something and then she snapped her fingers saying ecstatically”Yes!”

exclaimed Jerrald in disbelief. "I mean, you're the cruelest employer I've ever had, sir! At my previous place of employment, we maids, meaning there wasn't just one maid in the house, were given proper facilities. Our beds were very soft and comfortable. Once a month our employer would take us on a vacation. And for sure, our employer never gets angry like you!" Feli finally exclaimed. She recalled the maids in her own home, who did get such facilities from her daddy.

she inquired. “I’m not sure,” I admitted, offering her an apologetic smile as I sat there, feeling a bit lost. As Sylvia was my personal maid, she proceeded to explain the customary routine of how maids in the Dawson manor assisted their masters, particularly the Luna, including helping with bathing and dressing.

DANIEL'S POV. THE NEXT DAY. I couldn't believe I'd hired that girl. She was so weird and different from anyone I'd seen before and that didn't sit well with me. My pitying self just had to look into her big eyes and give her what she wanted. Now I'm stuck with her as my maid. "What's that lady's name again?" I asked Clara who was doing her best to keep up with my stride. "Jessica Cooper," Clara said, out of breath.

Daisy rejected it for a second and then threw her personnel information on the table, "You have been hired to be my assistant." Emma's face was full of surprise, "I passed the interview just like that? You haven't even asked me a question." "No need. I like your name." Daisy laughed arrogantly. Her name was very ordinary. "You should be glad that you and Mrs. Grafton have the same name and surname. You don't need any professional knowledge to be my assistant. You just need to follow my design concept and go to work tomorrow." After Daisyr finished speaking, she stood up and left.

While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a

Victor strode into the house, loosening his tie with a sigh, his mind preoccupied with the usual haze of work. As he passed through the dimly lit hallway, he noticed one of the maids, Maria, sitting with Daisy at the kitchen table. Daisy’s small frame was hunched over a bowl of cereal, her eyes wide and innocent, completely absorbed in the simple task of eating her late snack.

Locking the door he walked further. He knew that his house help Daisy Dukes who was a lady in her late forties has already left. She cleans, cooks and takes care of his penthouse the whole day and only she is allowed to enter here. He went to the kitchen and saw the food which was already left for him by daisy but he wasn't in the mood to have any food as usual.