Husband Maid Novels & Stories

She sneaked into the kitchen when the door opened. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maids running here and there in their maid uniform. I have to do this work for Amelia. She didn't know how to handle this new job. She was quaking at all; the maid was running swiftly, handling multiple things with only their two hands. Except for some basic work, she knew nothing about the household job. She was used to ordering back. “Are you the new maid?” an older woman who in her 60s interrogated me.

But beyond that, I had to handle his documents, arrange his schedules, keep track of his calls, and ensure his home office functioned with the same efficiency as his company’s boardroom. I didn’t understand why he had chosen me. Out of all the capable women who would have begged for this opportunity, why me? A maid with little experience, barely learning how to survive? The thought unsettled me, but there was no time to dwell. I had to prove I could do it, that I was worthy of the trust he had given me. I dressed quickly, tying my hair back neatly and straightening my uniform. Just as I was about to leave my room, Maud, the chief maid, appeared at the door. She held a small set of keys in he

I thought he was going to yell but then he continued down the stairs, past the mess, past me, and out through the front doors without a word. I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. The maid beside me exhaled too. "You're lucky," she whispered, barely audible. "Lucky how?" She shook her head quickly and went back to sweeping, like she'd already said too much. *** On the sixth day, the young maid who had almost smiled at me in the hallway sat across from me at the staff table at lunch. Her name was Rina. Twenty years old. Two years at the estate.

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...

I shook my head to clear the strange dirty thoughts but her voice quickened the process. "Shouldn't you be working, maid?". She asked with narrowed eyes, drawing out the *maid* as if to remind me of my status. Without replying to her, I retreated to the kitchen. A few minutes later, I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs with giggling sounds. Must be the girlfriend. I concluded.

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

Maybe they were involved. "The other maid wasn't a maid at all." My heart fell. She was your girlfriend? "She was actually a spy working for one of my competition in the industry. Her mission was to get the job as a maid in my mansion and, whenever I left documents in my office, she would send the information to the other companies so they always knew my every move. Then I met Sharon. I invited her over and she spent the night.

Give me patience to deal with this girl. How are children of these days are raised. Magdalena went on to scold Rim who is the newest maid that just joined them many times as she wished. . She doesn't know how to clean, cook and even wash clothes yet she is the old woman's favorite. I think this unfair. Interjected Harriet another maid around in the kitchen.

Cheska asked in shock when she heard Madeline's story while she was fuming in anger. Her make up was already running down her cheeks. Her always neatly brushed hair was in a mess. Her hand had some nail prints and cuts. "That b*tch! Since she became a Houston, she's already gotten some balls. Wait for my revenge and I will tear her part!" Madeline was blowing fire on her nostrils. Her fists were clenched tight. She had never been humiliated that way in her entire life. And for a certain former maid! "Dr. Houston's life runs like a Cinderella except for the evil stepmom and stepsiblings thing. Her life was like, how do they call that? Ah! From rugs to riches!" Cheska remarked instead ignoring

If the maid was going to get something, she should be back by now. I hope it's not what I'm thinking? No way Prince Adrian can't make out with a maid and definitely not in the open garden I gently walked farther into the garden until I heard voices. I looked and gasped Prince Adrian and the maid? Jeez This is unbelievable He shouldn't be doing this? I felt angry and jealous But Why should I be jealous of a maid who the Prince has made his whore. I'm still going to be his wife and the envy of all ladies