Heavenly Touch Maids Novels & Stories

Aria woke at 5 AM to her alarm, her stomach tight with nerves. Today was the day. Her first official day as Sarah Mitchell, maid at Blackwood Estate. Her first real step toward accessing the greenhouse and saving her mother. And her first full day of being in close proximity to Damien Blackwood. She'd dreamed about him last night fragmented images that left her unsettled. Gray eyes that saw too much. That slight smile that felt like a promise and a threat. The way her body had responded to his nearness, heat flooding through her at a simple brush of his arm.

"Mas Suma...." *****

Heaven smirks, her face now close to my center as I feel her breath on it. "Please Heaven." I beg wanting her to just get it over with. She finally sticks her tongue on my clit, rubbing it around and sucking it like her life depends on it. I moan quietly not trying to be loud. Heaven pushes my hips down to keep them in place as her lips wrapped around my clit. One hand is in my hips and the other hand is squeezing my boob trying to feel it. I tangle my hand in her hair and moan as she makes me feel good.

Cara, who had been quietly observing the scene, seemed to sense the weight of the moment, her gaze fixed intently on Paul. After what felt like an eternity, Paul slowly turned to face us, phone still pressed to his ear, his expression unreadable. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and serious. "It's from above," he said, his eyes scanning the room. "We have a mission." Cara was confused. "Which mission are you talking about?" she asked. Paul replied, "It's a mission to arrange a welcoming party." Cara's happiness was evident at the mention of a party. "Which welcome party? Which welcome ceremony are we to arrange and celebrate?" she asked, giggling.

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 .

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.

She twisted her lips slightly. No need to take more photos go back to work. Mrs Sarah ordered the maids. Yes ma'am said Harriet and bowed her head. Yes ma'am said Kate. She also bowed her head. But madam we haven't taken enough photos and sir Malik hasn't ordered the shoot to stop. Cathy spoke firmly. She is the new maid Magdalena hired recently on the orders of the old lady. Mrs Sarah's smile disappeared and looked at her un blinking. But before she utter another word, Tariq has already slapped her on the face.

EMILY’S POV One of the maids put up her hand,which signified that she wanted to ask a question.Granny permitted her to speak by nodding her head. The maid cleared her throat and bowed slightly showing respect,before she asked “ Will the funeral be held today? “. “ Yes it will,so please dress up quickly,we don’t have enough time “ Ava replied the maid kindly.With that all the maids and security men went to their various rooms to get dressed up.

She questioned herself. “How's it going?" Zendaya inquired, placing a plate of hot Italian pasta with meatball sauce in front of her friend. "Same old, same old."She moaned as the taste of the pasta exploded in her mouth. "Well, I'm not sure if you'd be interested, but an agency is looking for a maid for Alejandro Antonio as soon as possible." However, the monthly salary is $2000, plus other benefits." She said this as Zöella turned to face her friend, almost breaking her neck.

A lot of maids were opening and closing the lockers, going and coming in. I didn’t know where to find the senior maid. Also, it was creepy that everyone here either had green eyes or black hair. “You must be Lexa Halton.” I turned to the senior maid. “Yes, that’s me.” “Follow me.” She walked away, I followed behind, trying my best to catch up. “Welcome to the Lot Mansion. There are a total of 120 maids present in our mansion and 89 other workers. You are a maid and sir has personally put you in charge of his room. You will clean, scrub, mop and perfume his room everyday before you are allowed to leave. You must do this before he gets back from work. You will be paid $20,000 per month for you