Husband Maid Novels & Stories

Nina turned back abruptly,the word 'husband' aggravated her. "Did I get married?" she shot at the maid "The only wedding you were present at was that of mine and Aiden's" "Don't ever make the mistake of calling another man my husband!" Nina warned. The maid bowed and silently apologized.Nina quickly thought of something. "I know it's early in the morning,but I'm very hungry" she said. The maids looked up. "I need the both of you to go prepare something delicious.I haven't eaten in days" "But,My Queen-" they began

I asked the other in the room. “An attendant of the king. I am a Nisse, a normal servant.” The maid bowed. “So that means that you are a servant but a fancy title?” I asked the Mareikura who lost her smile at my words. “What information does my husband want to pass to me that he sent his attendant?” “You think you are so special but you are nothing and you mean nothing to him. You will not remain in your position for long.” She growled as she walked out of my room and shut the door with a bang.

she said again feeling helpless; this place might actually driver her nuts. “Many would have been grateful, to bear the McClain’s name, to get whatever they want or need, to have me as a husband” he said, his voice teasing and she hated it. Furry, she felt cold furry. The threats of the maid resounded in her mind- ‘you are nothing but a slut and soon he would tire of you’, the old maid wasn’t lying, her husband saw her as dirt. “You married me, as a wife! As an equal!, how dare you and your stupid maid disrespect me, how dare you disrespect me even on our wedding day”

The maid said in a shaky voice: “Before I became a rogue, I was a maid working in this elder’s house. My mistress suspected her husband of having an affair. And she thought he was banging one of the maids in the house. She fired and expelled all of us for it!” The maid pointed a finger at Chloe and snarled furiously: “But it was you! I lost my job, left my hometown, and became a rogue because of you! You tramp…Why did you have to fuck another woman’s husband?!” Chloe clenched her teeth looking humiliated, and growled, “Shut your fucking hole! I can do whatever I want!” “But my mistress had a miscarriage because of her husband’s affair!” the maid cried, “You have blood on your hand!”

The maid waited for her permission. Henrietta scoffed irritatingly. “Get out of my sight, idiot!” She snapped angrily. She hissed so loud as hma frown clouded her lips.

He pushed open the door and jump on me on the bed gigling. "Morning, Maa," he said cheerfully. "Good morning, sweetheart," I replied, hugging him close. "Did you sleep well?" He nodded, his eyes shining with happiness. “Did you miss me in your new room?” “No,” August answered shaking his head. Well that’s not very nice. "Yes, Aunt Cook made us pancakes." I smiled. Even I did not know the name of the cook or any of the workers in this place. I made a mental note to learn their names as soon as I could. "That sounds nice. Did you save any for me?"

" With a single sentence, my mate dismissed every sacrifice I had made for this household. He was tired of me, yet he still craved my cooking. No—because he thought I was the cheapest maid. A bitter laugh slipped past my lips as I pressed the pen down and signed my name. After Lucas left, I went to meet Ms. Murphy. On my way, I ran into Amy, who was watering the flowers in front of her house. She greeted me with her usual cheerfulness. "Mrs. Howl, did you and Mr. Howl fight? He stormed out this morning, looking furious. He'd even asked me for a sandwich."

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

The scene cut to an interior to show her entering and off to the side was a tall, well-dressed man with his pants down around his ankles as he drove himself into the ass of a pretty Hispanic woman in a maid's outfit. The socialite paused and shot a look of disgust at the man who was probably supposed to be her husband. "The cheating husband! Of course!" Trish called out. "Fucking the staff and she's not happy about it." Ben assumed that as well from her expression. "Fuck! He's really going to town on that poor girl's ass," she mumbled, and Ben glanced at her. The main actress said some bitter things to her husband who continued to pound until he pulled out and finished on the maid's ass.

My chest tightened, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. A maid. My husband… my mate just called me a maid. As if I wasn’t his wife. As if the vows we had exchanged meant nothing. As if the love we once shared was nothing more than a distant memory that no longer mattered. I looked at Noah. He was standing so casually, as if everything was perfectly fine. The redhead looked me up and down, her lips curling into something between curiosity and mockery. "Noah," I choked out, my voice barely a whisper, “Did you really just call me your maid?"