Devious Maids Book Novels & Stories

I had no right to be jealous because I wasn't his girlfriend. I was just a maid hoping he would notice one day but I knew vaguely that would happen. As the days passed, different women came to the mansion.It' already his habit to change women every day. I just focused my attention on working and was content to be loved far away. "Whoever woman Sir Elijah brings here, it's tiring to clean her bed," Beth complained. "I'll be the one to clean Beth," I volunteered. "Let me do this! maybe your innocent mind will become wild, haha ​​!, "she told me laughing.

I cried, and cried even more, my vision blurry with tears, as I moved from corner to corner, trying to sweep out all the dirt in the room. As I went about my work, I could hear some maids talking about me, and what surprised me the most was the fact that they weren't even trying to be quiet, as I was obviously close enough to hear all they were saying. “She is just so shameless. Can you imagine she still went about to seduce Alpha Lucas, and had sex with him last night! It's funny, because she actually thinks he loves her, when all he wants is to have her warm his bed. After all, she is a sex slave, isn't she?” With anger boiling inside of me, I instantly lunged at the maid speaking, and thi

Chapter 3 Ella's POV The servants hall was a separate four-storey building located at the East side of the mansion with it's very on pool, pond and garden On the first floor, there was a dainty lobby with padded chairs and tea table. A television set hanging on the wall, a Glassdoor fridge full of fruit drinks (I was dying to get one, perhaps, a grape flavor), a coffee machine and a counter with yummy looking cakes and pastries,( wait, is that a croissant)

“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.”

It was still two in the afternoon, and Declan was usually back by six. I closed my laptop screen and got up from my place on the couch. By the time I made it to the door, Maggie, our housemaid and cook, had already opened it. It was quite a surprise for me when I saw Meryl, Declan’s mom, standing by the door. “Hi, Mrs. Davenport. Come in.” I offered her a welcoming smile as I walked toward her. I hadn’t talked much to her. I didn’t have any relationship with the Davenports.

“You’re early. We weren’t expecting until tomorrow." I didn’t look at Anne. My gaze was locked on the girl. “Anne. Explain.” Anne’s hands fluttered nervously. “This is Jasmin Rose. Your new maid.” My what? I scanned her slowly, deliberately. No. She didn’t look like any maid I’d ever seen. She looked like a goddess who had no business cleaning my penthouse. “My maid,” I repeated, voice heavy with disbelief. “Yes, sir. The replacement you requested.” Right. I had told Anne to find someone. Someone efficient, discreet, manageable. But this… This was trouble wrapped in denim and silk. And my body was betraying me with every passing second.

Do you want to take part in this little game of mine? “My, my, was a no an answer?” The maid grinned to her ears as she read the letter. “Why would I refuse such a blessing?” She struck the hard wall, which slightly cracked. A little maid like her, short and white, frail as a white rabbit, was in fact a tigress! Strong and confident! The maid softly chuckles, “Then, the silent chase… begins~” _______ KircheLeaf SEASON ONE _______ ~ END of CHAPTER SIX ~

Every possession he owned had been handed to him by his ex-girlfriends. What's even more appalling is that once he'd drained them dry, he'd discard these women like yesterday's news, leaving them shattered and broken. Some of his former partners were so devastated that they fled the country, while others ended up in psychiatric facilities because of the havoc he wreaked upon their lives. He had a knack for manipulating girls, chiseling away at their self-worth and leaving them riddled with guilt. A prime specimen of a despicable character. The thought of Yelle falling victim to his tactics filled me with a fury beyond words. I entertained dark fantasies of taking matters into my own hands, e

It was one of the m aids speaking to her “What’s wrong … what have I done?” Marietta asked, still not getting the idea. “Marietta, the book you stole?” The maids said alarming Marietta. “Which book is that … I really don’t know what you’re talking about” Marietta said, trying to act naïve proceeding to walk into the palace “Don’t go to the palace now girl … You’d be killed” the maid said, holding Marietta “Killed ? I never did anything wrong okay” Marietta said, still acting stubborn staggering along the way trying to conceal the pain she is feeling.

Mac whispering next to her ear: " Where are you, you glamorous, fiery redhead, when you sneak like that in the dead of the night, my sexy maid?" The redhead, trying to evade his grip: Get away from me, you idiot, let go of my hand, you imbecile. You are the servant, you insolent retard. Mac sniffed her neck deeply and whispered: He didn't cry for the first time I saw a maid get angry when she was flirted, I flirt with you here girl, then accept your status as a maid, don't underestimate them, they are what give the place its splendor, how about we have a quick sex here