Novel & Cerita Jasmine Vega Maid

There has to be a way! Jasmine! Right then, a name hit her head. Of course, Jasmine might be the solution to her problem, Her childhood friend. ****** The Maiden Hotel, also known as Slut delivery.. Jasmine sat on a delicate sofa in a dimly lit room with a cigarette on her left hand serenely going through some files before her. She put the cigarette in her mouth and puffed out a thick cloud of smoke. It wasn't easy maintaining a business of this nature, yet she had committed her whole life to this business and had made a name for herself.

I was just watching when my eyes caught the two other girls that’s with this Gonza girl. “Now they’re doomed.” “Stupid hoes don’t know who’s they’re messing with.” They said then looked at me and Venice as if they were criticizing us. My eyebrows raised as I also looked at Venice’s clothes. I was kinda surprised to see that Venice also did the same to me. We both giggled. “You got a nice sexy top there, Maddie.” Jasmine suddenly winked at me. Oho. “Well, my husband bought it for me, anyway. Your shoes looked like the limited edition that was released yesterday, Venice?”

Thiago asked coolly, ignoring her. “Yes, sir!” Mateo pulled a couple of vials from his pocket, carefully sealed them in a plastic bag, and handed them over. Thiago shook the bag slightly. “There’s still residue in these vials. Take them to the hospital for testing right away. If it’s not painkillers, take this woman to the police station immediately for serious processing!” Seeing that there’s no way out, the maid cried and knelt before Thiago. “Mr. Thiago! Please forgive me! I didn’t want to drug you. I was forced.” She suddenly turned around and pointed at Jasmine. “It was Jasmine! Jasmine made me do it!”

Within a few minutes, my lights came flickering on and at that moment, my phone rang. I rushed over to pick it up and saw it was an unknown number. “Harper Holmes?” a female said on the other end “Yes, it is me,” I replied nervously, wondering who would be calling me and for what purpose. “I am calling to inform you that you have been offered the maid job at Dominic Hall’s place. How soon can you come?” she asked. I was too stunned to speak. I froze on the other end, not sure of what to say. I thought it was all a dream. “Harper Holmes?” she said

The maid was gone. "Isn't she an exquisite piece?". He asked, eyes roving lustfully over the female human. Please don't be like him...what is he planning to do?. She pondered internally. She was scared. My eyes finally left him, straying to the girl. They landed on her naked body first. She was truly an exquisite piece. She had slender delicate curves. Rounded hips and ample breasts. Her skin was a natural tan. I couldn't control the wave of lust that overtook me.

Jasmine picked up her phone, pretending to check the time, and discreetly took a photo of the scene and sent it to Zach. Madelyn turned around and quietly watched Jasmine, who looked mature and professional. Seeing Jasmine again after her rebirth stirred up mixed emotions in Madelyn. Jasmine wasn't just her teacher; she was going to become her stepmother. Out of all Hayson's mistresses, she was the only one who managed to marry into the Jent family.

Vega could sense something was going on, and so she hastened her step. Just as she came into view, the smell of vanilla mixed with a minty kind of scent hit her nostrils, and Jackie immediately said the words "Mate!" Vega's heart fluttered, so just as she had thought, her mate really came, he came for her. Vega walked faster in the direction of the scent, the more she approached, the stronger the scent. All of a sudden, she saw Victoria 10 metres ahead of her. She stretched her form to see to whom the scent belonged, but Victoria was blocking her view.

The mention of Elizabeth being a maid surprises Lara, and she takes a small sip of her drink, watching the wine swirl in her glass. She directs her attention back to Tristan, her tone filled with intrigue as she speaks, "Huh, and here I was wondering if she is a model or something... I would never expect Dominic to be this low... escorting a maid?" Tristan turns to look at her, his gaze sharp, before he slowly realizes that Lara might have a point. The realization hits Tristan that he has become engaged to a maid, a reality he had never envisioned for himself. The weight of the situation settles upon him, and he finds himself grateful that no one else knows about their engagement.

Victoria Ashford had never been humiliated like this in her entire life. She stood in her penthouse apartment overlooking Central Park, still wearing the Chanel suit from this morning's disaster, her hands shaking with rage as she poured herself a third glass of wine. That little bitch. That nobody. That former maid had made a fool of her in front of dozens of witnesses at Bergdorf Goodman.

She gaped her eyes on the clothes on mannequins and in the racks. "Choose anything you want. I'm a VIP here!" Eve formed a fake smile. The servant felt she just won a lottery that she took random clothes and went to the fitting room. Eve was just watching while she shook her head. She couldn't imagine her life would turn out this way. Prepping a maid spending thousands of dollars for her just to obey her commands. Sometimes she thought, she was the pet here and not the one in the fitting room.