Devious Maids Flora Novels & Stories

I’ll appreciate it if you talk to me more nicely, Emily added before she could even think of what came out of her mouth. Marcus ____________________ The new maid seem to be a lot of work,it’s been long I had someone intruding the space for i and my kid,I was having a meeting with some executives on Zoom when I heard a crackling coming from the Gallery room,I wonder what it is since I’ve shown the maid her room,I excused myself and went to check what’s going on. Just a look into the room and I saw her touching my wife’s Favourite painting,I couldn’t believe my eyes .

“Why would I ever want to have sex with you, Sinclair? You are not my type, sir.” I scoffed. “The feeling is entirely mutual, Morgan.” “Enough,” Flora whispered, shaking her head as she settled back against the pillows. “It’s time for the fake moaning. I bet those guys are straining their ears against the door right now.” I blinked, my jaw tightening. “What?” Before I could object, she lay flat on her back as she began making soft moans that echoed clearly through the quiet bedroom. She looked right at me while doing it, the performance intimate and teasing.

I was completely satisfied when I saw her mother leave the house, it was only a few days after my conversation with Ross and soon Emma had abandoned Amber. A few more days and she no longer had a single dollar to eat, I noticed through the photos that Adam sent me that she soon began to lose a little weight, I want revenge, but I'm not that cruel, I asked him to find a way for her to accept a few purchases, something that would last for at least a week and soon this was resolved, I talked to Clara about her and bingo. The trap was set.

The stepmother made the life of little Flora a living hell. Although Flora tried fruitlessly to get the attention of her father, Her half-sister Bianca was the only child he loved. It was times he forgot her existence. And he was even persuaded by his second wife to sell his older daughter to Jack Black, the Boss of the largest Mafia group in the city. Flora was only twenty one. She thought this may be her opportunity to live as a decent human being, but she was wrong.

She stated. “So, Mientras Estamos saliendo, sigo siendo tu sirvienta o consigo un reemplazo ( While we're dating, will I still be your maid or you'd get a replacement )?" She inquired. “I was thinking about that, you're no more the maid. The new one would start tomorrow, and then you become the caretaker. You run the affairs of my home, my home is your office." He told her as he leaned in for a kiss.

That didn't go down too well either. I could never tell the difference between the cleaning agents and would constantly substitute soap for bleach. Neema had received thousands of complains from the maids made to work with me and the occupants of the rooms I had cleaned. Finally in frustration, she had paired me with a wiry looming girl called Vianna and made me assist the girl. Vianna was a high ranking maid. She had direct access to the king's breakfast table. And while my fake limp made me slow, the one job I was able to do properly was balance stacks and stacks of plates.

"Okay, so this is what occurred back then." (Flashback) _ As I walk, I stepped on a piece of paper. “What is this?” I asked myself. “Oh, wanted maid...?” I read what was written on the paper. “What is this? WANTED MAID is just stated there and then the salary is 50k every month.” “What the-- is this a scam?” I looked closely at the paper and when I looked at the back of the paper, there was a number on it.

Who would dare disturb me at this most pleasurable moment? "Who is at the door?" I bark out loud, showing annoyance in my tone. "I'm sorry ma'am, it's me Flora." A meek petite voice sounds from outside. Flora is one of my maids, a very hardworking one. I noticed her name before now because of her diligence which made me take note of her in the midst of the numerous maids and servants running very tasks in my estate. "Yes, come in!" The door opens, she walks in and courtesies before me. I become impatient to have her spit out why she's here. Of course she doesn't needs me to ask her this because she takes the rightful initiative.

She was the other woman. “So why?” Flora finally managed, her voice a choked whisper. "Why come work for me as a maid when you were having an affair with him the whole time."?" Esther shuffled her feet, her eyes avoiding Flora's gaze. "It was easier to keep an eye on you if I was part of the staff," she mumbled, her voice barely audible. The answer, devoid of any remorse, was a fresh blow. Esther had been playing her own game, using her position as a maid to spy on Flora. A bitter laugh escaped Flora's lips.