Housemaid Series In Order Novels & Stories

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...

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

“You must be tired from the journey. Rest well tonight. You’ll start tomorrow morning.” She turned to leave, but Tessy’s unease bubbled over. “Wait!” she called. “Is this… is this how the other maids’ rooms are? Like this?” Her words stumbled out, awkward and desperate. Lilly blinked, confusion crossing her face. She glanced around the lavish room, then back at Tessy. “Honestly? I’m just as confused as you are. But you must be… special.” “What?” Tessy asked sharply. “The maids’ quarters are downstairs. They’re nothing like this. Only Margaret stays upstairs. But since you’re here as the assistant head maid, you’re next in line. This is your place.”

" She straightened her spine, arrogance burning in her eyes. My father still kept his voice steady, though surprise was obvious in his face. "Don't get too proud. That's only the first match. "You still have two more. Nothing is settled yet." Sophie lifted her chin with a winner's smile. "Just watch. I'll hit the next two too." Over the next two days, Marissa did exactly what she had done in my previous life. She pushed Sophie's image everywhere. In just forty-eight hours, the story that the Foster family had found a lucky charm spread through Harbor City's elite circles.

But I needed to start cleaning as early as possible, so I left the bedroom and walked towards the kitchen. “Sir, I wanted to ask, what would you like me to start cleaning first?” I asked “The living room, the dining room, the kitchen and then my bedroom, in that order,” he answered. I nodded and then proceeded to get the cleaning supplies. “Don’t tell me she slept over last night,” Rebecca whispered. Was I the she she was referring to? Was it Ruby that they were talking about?

Meredith asked, and my eyes twitched, knowing what she was driving at. She was trying to poke me; I could swear that she knew who Jennifer was since she had people who provided her information in the country. “She's my housekeeper,” I said, and I squeezed Jennifer's hand slightly away from Meredith's, but she removed her hand. “Since you guys want to have a talk, I'm going to leave first,” Jennifer said, and she left the living room. “So she's your housekeeper, right? I hope she will serve us well.”

He spoke fluent English, calling out to Mary as soon as they entered the house, "Ms. Mary, I’ll make you feel good." Mary, with her chest pushed forward and a wrinkled smile on her face, eagerly led him straight to her bedroom. My heart raced, and I quickly hid in the bathroom. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen—why would my mother-in-law, who’s over fifty, bring a Black man home like this? Did Charles Hunter, my father-in-law, know about this?! I tiptoed to the door, and the sounds coming from inside made my face flush with embarrassment.

The whole time, she thought it was probably his sister. "Come on, then. I'll show you to the kids room", Madame Beatrice took the stairs, while Stephanie followed. ... Stephanie was in complete awe as she trailed behind Madame Beatrice. The staircase was extremely neat and sparkling and looked so royal. And getting to the corridors, the breathtaking view nearly swept her off her feet. How could a house be so beautiful? She thought. Surely, if she could live in such mansion, she'd never fall sick again.

I smile at the tender beauty on the floor before picking her up bridal style and her weak little body finds comfort in my arms. We all begin our trip to the mansion and Deborah soon falls asleep in my arms causing me to smile to myself. Never have I ever found beauty so strong yet humble, peaceful yet turbulent, tender yet very ominous when angered and although ought to be tinted, is very pure and serene. We get to the mansion and we all are about to move our various ways when the gong Is struck. I set Deborah down and all three of them begin to head for the hall. As for me, I'm going to get a shirt. I'm not missing dinner nor breaking any rule. I'm just gonna be coming in late. Madre can't

Mafia’s Maid Ashley gets startled as her alarm roars in the room disturbing her sleep along with Chloe. She had to get up earlier to her master Jeremy as he was a bit demanding about everything. She went to take a bath and wore her dress completing her daily routine. She entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He didn’t tell her anything specific so she was free to choose anything for breakfast.