Devious Maids Remi Novels & Stories

She dropped to her knees to clean the mess, and leaned close enough that only I could hear. “Ne lui faites pas confiance,” she whispered in French. (Don’t trust him). Before I could react, Mr. Bluesmith stormed back in. “Clumsy girl! Look at the mess you’ve made in front of our guests!” he snapped. The maid mumbled a frantic apology, head bowed, then practically ran from the room. We stood at the same time. The meeting was over. In the car, as the estate disappeared behind us. I leaned back against the leather seat.

I thought he was going to yell but then he continued down the stairs, past the mess, past me, and out through the front doors without a word. I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. The maid beside me exhaled too. "You're lucky," she whispered, barely audible. "Lucky how?" She shook her head quickly and went back to sweeping, like she'd already said too much. *** On the sixth day, the young maid who had almost smiled at me in the hallway sat across from me at the staff table at lunch. Her name was Rina. Twenty years old. Two years at the estate.

Within a few minutes, my lights came flickering on and at that moment, my phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up and saw it was an unknown number. “Harper Holmes?” a female said on the other end “Yes, it is me,” I replied nervously, wondering who would be calling me and for what purpose. “I am calling to inform you that you have been offered the maid job at Dominic Hall’s place. How soon can you come?” she asked. I was too stunned to speak. I froze on the other end, not sure of what to say. I thought it was all a dream.

He checked his daughter's room and there she was sleeping soundly on the floor as their baby slept in her cot. “Mujer, ¿por qué la casa está desordenada?( Woman, why is the house messy?) " He inquired slightly kicking her awake. She walked out of the baby's room to their room as he followed suit. “I had to put Maïa to sleep, besides we need a new maid, I can't handle all this, I'm starting work on Monday." She added yawning. “So get yourself a new one!" He yelled. “So you can fuck her too?" She replied in the same tone."

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

***L*** ***O*** ***V*** ***E*** "She coughed uncontrollably leaving her to feel very tired" Madam Remi, a light skin woman who is in her late forties, the chief maid in the house reported about Rolape's hysteria to Temi as she rested her hands on the kitchen Island with her uniform apron showing that she is the chief maid. Temi was also not too far away from the kitchen, at the bar beside it, pouring some fruit wine into an imperial glass cup. "You know you should take tea," she told him. "Tea makes me sleep" he replied, taking the cup to his mouth.

Miss Dein came in with some documents that seemed to have just been printed. "Hire someone to find Maris, do anything to find her. I'm ready to pay half a million pesos to the person who can point out where Maris is. Do it, now!" Miss Dein felt the authority of Red and smiled as she noticed the return of the old Red Cedric Buenavista, her boss whom she had served for a long time. "Yes, sir," Miss Dein immediately answered and hurriedly left Red's office. She immediately contacted all their skilled staff to locate Maris.

She's mad, and she won't believe me anymore after I hide everything from her. I finished the bottle and was about to get another one when my phone rang. I answered the call as soon as I saw the caller. “Did you find the thief?” I asked as I massaged my forehead. “Only four people who keep coming in and out of your office, Mr. Marcellos.” Four people? “My wife, my secretary, Yvette, and who else?” “Daisy Natividad.” She's my wife's secretary, so I don't think she will touch anything in my drawer.

Sharp, but I wanted to end this quickly, so the voice that came out of my mouth was firmer than before. "I want to ask." She remained in her bent position. "Raise your head." She quickly raised her head. There was still fear in her eyes. "What’s your name?" I was observing her closely. She was younger than I was. Then, thinking about her fate, working here wasn’t easy, and perhaps she had accidentally ended up working here, unable to escape. "Sarah, Madam." I nodded my head. "Sarah, are you the new maid here? What happened to the old maids? I haven't seen them anymore."