House Keeping Novels & Stories

Receiving the other's answer, Keitha didn't stay in the bathroom for another second, she went outside and started her routine, pulling the curtains in the room to let in just enough light but still being very careful to prevent the journalists from looking inside Although she had installed anti-see-through glasses, being careful was still first, she did not want any more incidents to happen at any more sensitive times. Quickly turning to cleaning up the mess on the bed and then quickly going to clean up the makeup on the table, finally sweeping the house back and forth, which were the usual tasks she used to do whenever she walked into Erika's room. Cleaning the house or cleaning, another te

Each dish I clean feels like a small victory, a step towards reclaiming order and control in the pack house. With the dishes finally done, I survey the rest of the kitchen. Countertops cluttered with crumbs, pots, and pans scattered haphazardly, and a refrigerator in desperate need of organization. It's overwhelming, but I remind myself that I am capable of overcoming this chaos. I take it one task at a time, wiping down surfaces, organizing the pantry, and restoring a sense of cleanliness to the heart of the pack house.

Dammit. With stunning speed, I transform the kitchen into a dazzling spectacle, ensuring every inch is orderly and visually striking. Viktor has an intense dread of encountering any clutter in his beloved cooking space, and I refuse to launch his birthday festivities on anything but a high note. Working deftly, I purify the countertops and discreetly drop the cleaning cloth into the sink, with the intention of hand washing it later. Cutting through any lingering litter and skillfully repositioning any disused utensils, I leave no stone unturned in my quest for kitchen perfection.

It also has a ballroom, music room, and formal dining area for when the Alpha King throws different parties. It seems like a lot to keep everything clean, but nothing gets dirty that much. The Alpha King likes to keep a clean house. He does not tolerate messes. So it makes my life easier since it is just mostly upkeep. The laundry is what takes the longest. I normally wash linen and warriors' uniforms. This can be tedious work. ———BANG————

We might wind up staying here all morning without being able to eat if I make Frances get up. I knocked before entering the room. He manages to tidy his things here despite being preoccupied with his homework. Only Frances and I consistently have a messy table. In this condo, there are only two bedrooms. I sleep in Savannah's room while she isn't there, while the other two do so in the other room.

You know those days when you're absolutely certain you hate someone's guts? Every little thing about them drives you crazy the way they scrunch their nose at your cooking, the critical tone when they point out dust on a shelf, the cold indifference in their eyes when they walk past you like you're invisible. That's how I feel about him. Julian Blackwood. My boss. The billionaire who treats me like I'm beneath his notice unless I'm doing something wrong. And then I found out someone wanted him dead. I should have let it happen. I should have kept my mouth shut and watched the empire crumble around the man who made my life miserable. But here's the thing about hate it's dangero

It is very cozy in here and beautiful too. "We have a large kitchen, eight bedrooms, and a dining area," she said demonstrating as usual. "We have a gardener, three other housekeepers, three drivers, and some security guards," she said "They don't all stay here though, some are married and just working here, They come and go every day, and I forget to tell you yesterday that your day off is Sunday" she added leading me to the kitchen. People were walking by and going about their business, No one stopped to say Hi just a few people waved at Sarah.

said Marvel. "Okay, I obey my husband's orders," said Keysha with a smile. "Oh yes, dear, once a week there will be a thorough cleaning of the house, which will be carried out by professionals, because they will clean up to the outside windows, while inside the house it will be the maids' daily business," Marvel explained. "Okay," answered Keysha, smiling.

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he suggested as they stepped out of the living room. "Over there are two separate apartments for the aides in this house. In case you are after any of them, you'd find the person over there," he said. "The one on the left houses all the cleaners and the cooks. And the chauffeurs use the one on the right," he added. "We have thirty cleaners, and ten cooks with Matilda as the chief cook. Then we have seven chauffeurs and of them all, David is my favourite," He added. At this point, she was beginning to get tired but Charles convinced her to push harder and complete the tour.