Denki In A Maid Outfit Novels & Stories

D'Score Café… the place where Rose told Maia to come. Maia covered her beauty with a black mask. She also wore tight black rubber pants, matching her leather jacket. A hint of her dark undershirt was visible. Her loose hair accentuated her sexy and dark image. Everyone in Juan's mansion, including Mariana, was confused and stunned by the hostess's different appearance. It was striking because it wasn't Ruby's style. Of course, black is Maia Queen's style.

"Dr. Damian said not to allow you to carry anything, he's going to get pissed at me if I leave you to it, ma'am," The maid said. "Ohh," I said and allowed the maid to carry my luggage into the house. I walked after her in a pink short gown that showed off my small tight bump. She had made her hair fall down to her waist today without styling it. She said hi to the workers as she walked past them, looking forward to seeing Damian again, like it's been years since they last saw each other.

Damien had rented the entire top-floor suite again, and this time they had a surprise waiting for their favorite girl. Lexi arrived in a long coat, heart fluttering with excitement instead of pure fear now. When he stepped into the suite and dropped the coat, the entire room went silent. He wore a full slutty maid outfit. A tiny black and white dress with a scandalously short frilly skirt that barely covered the bottom of his ass. White thigh-high stockings with little bows at the top. Delicate lace garters. A frilly headpiece sat perfectly on his blonde wig, and a small choker with a silver bell rested around his slender neck. Underneath, sheer black panties struggled to contain his already

"But let me make something very clear. I hate gold diggers. Even if my brother is practically useless and it would be good entertainment watching him fall for someone, I still won't stand by and watch him become prey to people like you." "I'm just here to work," I said evenly, meeting her gaze. "That's all." "Looking like that?" Her eyes dragged over my dress with open disdain. "Your dress is too short and revealing, anf you claim you are here to work?” I glanced down. My dress hit just above my knees—perfectly modest by any reasonable standard. "From now on," she continued, "you'll wear long dresses or skirts that cover your legs completely. And shirts with higher necklines. Do you understa

But Rita remained unphased, narrowing her eyes at me. “You do realize that Dina isn't your maid anymore, right?” she replied, gesturing to my shirt. Stupidly, I glanced down at my bloody clothes and there was a snicker at the back. But the female warrior quickly lowered her eyes when she met my glare. I was so not in the mood--- and yet I could see it was somewhat comical. I guess Dina was right about that. There was no way we would ever live down the fact that I mated my maid…

Sarah had gone on filling her brother in about their past interaction and Drake's mind remained at the entrance where Morgana would step out from. She's here! He screamed internally as the heavenly beauty stepped in again. Drake stares at Ahmed who was now sipping his tea. Are these people blind or what? He wondered how they even hired this lady to work as a maid. If a fashion show company gets hold of her, they won't let her slip off their clutch, as she's going to make their product bloom. If the gown she's putting on at the moment could be worn by men, Drake wants it as pajamas.

The Lunar Legacy pack does not have clothing that is specific for rituals, and upon hearing that I feel off, because something tells me that I was used to the complete opposite. On the maids’ instructions, I don a pair of brown linen pants with a white, silk blouse with long, billowing sleeves, tucked into a rich, brownish-red colored tunic with the front split that a maid fastens over my chest with lace. It’s still the summer, the maids say, so it’s not going to be too cold at nighttime, so I don’t need to wear any sort of outerwear. I’m also given a pair of sturdy boots that go a little bit above my ankle. After spending two days dressed in a nightgown, I feel somewhat of a person after ge

I’d simply manage to find my way back home myself. “You must be Kiara” the maid said calmly. Her brown eyes cold as she looked me up and down, I was wearing blue jeans and a white buttoned up shirt which had its sleeves rolled up, my hair was left in its natural curls. I nodded at her and she moved away from the door to allow me to walk inside.

was frustrated with myself. "L-luna. It will be difficult to get the exact setting without missing a detail or two. I don't even remember what the decorations looked like." Dina complained. "I don't care about the miracle you'll have to perform but you have to do as I said and finish within thirty minutes which had started counting since I gave you the order." I responded and she left without any more complaints. It was a difficult job, alright but she has to get it right for my plan to be a success. "What do you need all this for, Princess Haera." Opaline asked thoughtfully and I told her everything. "He has to remember something soon, Opa. I might break down without him." I added after ex

I snapped back to reality and realized that she was standing right in front of me. The maid was a young woman, probably around my age. She had long, dark hair that was tied back in a neat ponytail, and her face was gentle and kind. She had a cheerful smile that made her seem approachable and friendly. She was dressed in a simple, dark dress that covered her from neck to toe, and she wore a white apron over it. Her shoes were also dark and simple. She looked like a typical maid, with nothing out of the ordinary. She told me that stylists were waiting to take care of my hair and wondered if I was ready for them to come in. I was about to tell her that I didn't want any stylists, but before I c