Romans & histoires Housemaid Books

For one, I think I’m the only slave in the household (besides the occasional gardener hired to come once a week), and another thing is that the mansion was just too big that I think it took up almost a block in the neighborhood. I dusted shelves, vacuumed carpets, and wiped a gazillion windows until the sun was setting. If work did not hold him back, Dylan would be home in around an hour, so I prepped the kitchen to come up with dinner. I wouldn’t say that I’m good at cooking, but fortunately, I found a cooking book lying around one time while cleaning and was allowed to take it, so I made more than decent meals so far.

She was getting bored. She had been chatting with the household staff earlier, but she got tired of it and fell asleep. When she woke up and went upstairs, her sleepiness had disappeared. She grabbed some old books from the glass cabinet and started reading children’s books. These had been hers when she was little, probably from when she was about five years old because she remembered seeing them before she even had a clear memory. She saw the third living room. The rooms were still the same, but the doors had been varnished with a new color. The mansion was well taken care of.

She had nothing to do at home and she was sure Lyla wouldn't talk to her throughout the entire day and as for her mother, she would prefer to stay far away from her until her father finally returns. She let out a sigh, stood up, walked towards her door and locked it. She squatted down, stretching her hand underneath her bed to reach the book she had carefully hidden there. After much struggle she was able to reach the book. Her lips curved into a sly smile, holding the book so preciously in her hand. She laid on her bed, admiring the book. She had bought this book back then to know more about what happens between a man and a woman during their wedding night. Surprisingly, it wasn't only a bo

"Oh, dear! Looks like you should probably head inside. You wouldn't want that to stain now, would you?" Dahlia ran back inside but not before giving me a murderous look. Little c*nt. We'd see if she was still uppity come the evening. I heard that it was quite common in this area for book louse to invade homes during this season. It would be a shame if her books were affected. "Sissy!" Curse the Goddess, why were my sisters always so needy? "Sissy, where are you?" "Over here, Lilia," the big dunce simpered, waving her hand so our youngest sister could find us.

When the hands of the clock pointed at exactly twelve o'clock noon, I called out for the housemaid, Ymir, despite of not knowing whether she's around or not. Fortunately, a minute has passed and I can already hear her fast footsteps climbing the staircases through the second floor where my room is located. She is old. It's a surprise that she still moves energetically. "Is my lunch ready?" I asked immediately as soon as I gave her the permission to open the door. "Yes, Ma'am. I'm done preparing it. Will you be eating now?" I did not respond to her question. I went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. Ymir, who was following me, immediately started to fill my plate with the food she readied.

While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a

Izora felt the eyes of the mansion itself watching her as they passed golden mirrors and huge oil pictures of men in dark suits with eyes like Kaiser's. Their arrival found them in a peaceful study room with soft, navy-blue walls and books. One large window let sunlight flood the centre polished wood table. The air smells vaguely of new flowers, aged paper, and cologne she had started to link with power. The maid moved for her to sit. Izora watched. Before her was a neatly bound leather book. The cover page is Household Protocols. "You are expected to completely abide by these guidelines," the maid remarked quietly. “Otherwise, there are consequences.”

And I know that this is a good one. And I’m willing to nurture and let it grow. If it means the goal is her. Amanda. As I close the door of my bedroom, I saw the maids were busy cleaning the mansion. I couldn’t recall the exact workers I have here, inside my mansion. If I were to estimate, it would be around thirty plus? I’m not so sure. But I think it is pretty close to it. “Morning!” I greeted them with a smile. “Good morning too, Sir.”

CHAPTER 71: SHE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE YOU VENUS: I was reading one of my favourite books when the door opened. The sound made me lift my eyes from the sentence I’d read three times without understanding. It was just a romance novel but I couldn't understand how a billionaire and his wife could make their maid get pregnant for him without the maid knowing that he slept with her. “Hey, you're okay?” Maxine said as he walked in.

After I returned home from traveling abroad, I found that our housekeeper had sued my husband and me. In court, she cradled her protruding belly and said with heart-wrenching anguish, "Gary and his wife are absolute scum! Under the guise of hiring a housekeeper, they lured me into their home, tied me to a bed, and abused me. "The child I'm carrying is Gary's!" Her mother, meanwhile, was sobbing uncontrollably. "Those two monsters have ruined my daughter's life. They deserve the death penalty!" No sooner had she spoken than a chorus of curses against my husband and me erupted from the gallery. "That scum is utterly brazen. He didn't even show up for the hearing! He must be punished sever