Novel & Cerita Jasmine Vega Maid

his friend Mason's words ring in his head. Drake is getting frustrated. Everything related to her is a mystery. "Sir, coffee" the familiar Jasmine scent assaulted his nostrils. He looked down his balcony and looked at the fully bloomed Jasmine flowers in the flower garden. The maid's voice is a little similar to that of his mates. His mate sounded strong and confident. But this maid is timid and weak. Are you comparing your mate with a maid drake? He scolded himself. Drake turned and accepted the coffee brought by the maid, without sparing her a single glance.

I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but this whole situation felt so strange, like I’d stepped into someone else’s life. Jasmine’s smile didn’t falter, though her eyes softened with understanding. “It’s okay, you don’t have to ask,” she said, her voice warm and earnest. “You’re a princess, and this is the tradition here. It’s not like I’m complaining—being a handmaid is one of the only duties omegas like me can take on. I’m honored to serve you, milady, if you’d let me do my job.” Her words were sincere, her smile steady, and I could see the pride in her eyes, like this role meant something to her, something bigger than I could understand.

"But, If you agree to my terms,and you're able to impress me, then maybe, just maybe... I'll let you gain access to my lips and you can kiss me all you want. His eyes widened... "What is it?" "Be my maid for a day!" Jasmine said smirking. "What!! Hell No!!" Liam argued. "Okay then!" She simply said playing with her fingers. "You're serious?" Liam asked like he wasn't sure she'd proposed that. "Of course! I mean every word!" "Okay Fine!! Like I have a choice" He said. "Great! Now get me a piece of cake" Jasmine ordered. Liam groaned, he stood up and went to the kitchen... Getting a piece of cake, he walked back and handed it to Jasmine.

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.

Getting nervous because I know Clark's mom already knew that I was a prostitute. What kind of face am I going to show to her? I know she wasn't far off thinking I was a gold digger and I took his son away from him. Hence, there is a possibility that I will be going to face her anger this time. "What's your name, ma'am?" the maid asked another question. "Angela..." I uttered breathlessly. After I answered her, she smiled at me a little. "All right, ma'am. Just wait a minute. I'll tell madam that you are here," she said before closing the gate in front of me. She went back inside the mansion again. Maybe the maid will ask Mrs. Clarkson if she knows me.

In about a few hours, she was officially going to be Queen Jaque Davis of the Shadow Rock Kingdom. "Alpha Adam, Delta Marco is waiting for you!" Jasmine's knock nudged me one more time, making me scowl at the door. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror once again before I went to the door. Upon opening, Jasmine was already standing alert in her simple velvet dress, which I thought was not exactly her style. "Alpha, you look nice!" She formed an awkward smile.

Her eyes narrowed, making it painfully clear she had no interest in whatever I might say. I swallowed hard, fighting the tremor in my throat, and met her gaze with pleading eyes. “Ma’am, please,” I begged, my voice soft yet urgent with sincerity. “Before you close the door, I implore you—give me just one chance to make it up to you, to earn my way back into your good graces and claim even the smallest place in your heart. I am willing to follow your every desire, no matter what it may be. Only please, do not ruin my reputation or my dignity. I am nothing more than a humble maid who dreams of a peaceful life. Tell me what you want from me, and I will obey without hesitation or complaint.”

Savy looked at him and said, "You don't understand, Stanley. A lot has happened. I was holding back initially because I've been scared ever since you woke up. I was wondering the impact it would have on you if I tell you about the mistake you made, but I don't think I can keep this from you." "What are you talking about?" Stanley asked. She sighed, "Well, the girl earlier, the one I said was your maid, her name is Lana. You bought her from the black market." "I went to the black market," Stanley asked. "Yes," Savy replied. "Terry was the one who took you there, and he was the one who convinced you to buy her. You brought her back home as your maid, and we were planning our wedding when you d

"I see. I knew you were no doctor. Alan searched high and low to get a security guard for his Luna. I taught him well." Fega bowed her head respectfully. "Never fear. I heard your conversation with her, and I feel that I should commend and both give you a reward." Fega's bowed head went lower, but she maintained her stand, not tipping over. "How about you try out for Julian's bride?" Maska Zang suggested like it was a natural comment to make. Her head whipped up ever so sharply. "What?" "Mika hates you so much, and I would like to get back at both Eddie and Julian for making my boy so miserable."

Bella took an excuse and she exit. Monica sat down happily, feeling satisfied. "Get back to your senses Monica, she is our classmate, your age mate" "So? What matters is that she's just an housemaid. She probably cooked the food you're eating, probably washed your clothes too and mopped everywhere. She is just a freaking maid" " She is and she's not, she would be attending our school tomorrow " "What?" She exclaimed. "I mean why?" "Maybe you should learn how to stop looking down on someone. Oh just because I said she's a maid, you thought all she ought to do every now and then is the domestic house chores? You least expected her to attend our school of all schools?"