Novel & Cerita Housemaid Series In Order

As the days passed by, Chelsea and Red didn’t get along well. They are like dogs and cats in the same house. One morning, while Chelsea was having coffee peacefully because the demon who always ordered her to do some errands was not in the mansion and was busy in the office, she was surprised when the maid entered her room. "Miss, someone is looking for you downstairs,” the maid said. Chelsea looked at her in surprise. "Did you ask who?" “No, miss…” she answered.

A strange flutter started low in her belly, spreading outward like ripples in water. ''What the hell was this?'' She'd never felt anything like this. Had never experienced attraction this immediate, this overwhelming, this visceral. "Mr. Blackwood," Elizabeth said smoothly, though Aria detected a hint of surprise. "I wasn't expecting you until later. This is Sarah Mitchell, our new housekeeper. She'll be starting tomorrow." "Will she?" It wasn't a question. Damien's gaze hadn't left Aria's face, and she found herself unable to look away. Couldn't have looked away if her life depended on it.

A few hours ago I'm Alice Clark. I'm twenty and have been working as a maid for the Wilson family since my mother died a year ago. Accepting my mother's death and then beginning to work as a maid to settle my mother's debt to the Wilson family were the most strenuous days of my life. I had no option but to work as a maid at this mansion.

"At least make it believable. This maid has been mooching off our family for months, and now she's broken into my estate." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your estate? And who's your mother?" "My mother is Alice Hayes!" Lucas paused — then gave her a thin, contemptuous smile. "Alice?" "Isn't that the boss's housekeeper?"

The layout was strange, and most of the areas used by the owners had strictly scheduled times for the maids to pass through, so they couldn't wander the halls freely. When I pushed through the swinging doors into the main kitchen, the air was warm and smelled of roasting meat and fresh herbs. There were three housemaids already working at the large central island, their movements practiced and quick. As soon as I entered, they stopped what they were doing. They looked at me like I was some weird, alien creature that had just crawled in from the garden. "I’m just looking for some soup supplies," I said, trying to keep my voice friendly despite the suffocating tension in the room. "Is there so

“Um, ma'am. We faced a slight problem. She escaped.” “You knucklehead. I oaidf you good money, gave you all you wanted in terms of resourced. How hard is it for you to kill that bitch and being her body to me.” “I'm sorry ma'am. She disappeared into the woods. We tried chasing but we lost her trail.” “Yoy idiots! It was supposed to be quick and sharp. You go in kill her and being her body to me. Now you have missed your chance. She now knows that people are on he tail. You think she'll be crazy to show face like she did before anymore?”

Well the girl seems nice But I really don't wanna get involved with her She might be a source of joy to Derek and Belinda but maybe not to me. I went to the living room and sat on my long cushion facing the TV. I was using my phone and didn't concentrate on the TV at all. I was frightened when my door opened suddenly. I looked over and saw a maid lying face down. Me: jeez She sat up and rubbed her head then looked around Maid : whoahh, so Blue. I love it Me: excuse me I guess she didn't see me there cause she got startled, screamed and crawled back on her butt.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

Descending the staircase, I felt uneasy, my mind consumed by worry for Mrs. Cha. My concern lingered over whether or not she was aware of what had taken place the previous night. Perhaps she knew and was too frightened to come back to the suite to get me. All I wanted was to give her a hug and make sure she was doing okay. I gently pushed open the door to the housekeeping chamber. No one was around; apparently, Mrs.Cha had gone home after her shift to tend to her ailing husband.

Maritha replied. "We have at least five maids, a cook, a gardener and a driver. Maritha, please kindly indtroduce them to your Madame." Alec solemnly ordered. "Yes, Sir. Madame, this five women beside me are Wendy, Thina, Alona, Georgia and Rosa who is in charge of the daily housekeeping of the household." Maritha motioned the five women wearing a navy blue maids uniform beside her. The girls gave her a warm and genuine smile which she return in kind.