Jasmine Vega Maid Novels & Stories

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?"

gesturing towards the source of the jasmine aroma. The warden replied, "Oh, that's where we're detaining the spy from last night." Caesar's countenance became solemn, and he strode resolutely towards the origin of the jasmine scent. He could hear the soft weeping of a familiar voice. In the dimly illuminated cell, he found a fragile Omega woman seated on the floor, her chestnut hair and eyes shimmering in the darkness. Her white garments were insufficient to cloak her form, and the refreshing fragrance of jasmine was entirely out of place in the foul dungeon. She was secured with weighty shackles about her neck, wrists, and ankles, and her dainty frame appeared burdened by chains.

“—in there? Miss Vega, are you there—” “—we have Special Agent Jester Lee’s vehicle—a black, McQueen V7 model—cruising into the driveway of the apartment building he shares with celebrity girlfriend Alisa Vega, who you folks at home know is currently in hot waters due to—” “—support your love, Alisa! We love you! You and Jester are the best couple—” “—come on, give us a comment Agent Lee! Jester! Is it true you two have been secretly dating all this time—”

The caller said. "Of course sir." The maid replied. "Good Job Calvina, I'm sure Jaguar will be happy to hear this." He said and cut the connection, The maid exhaled heavily, she knew, she was playing a dangerous game here, right inside The vampires Palace, no she doesn't play games, she, just like all of them, are just pawns in this game, and very soon, Alaina would be a very important pawn, and she must work hard to bring her into their fold, even if it's to help the fool head, play her stupid games.

" Vashi's eyes flickered. The maid became silent; she hesitated for some seconds and then started sponging Vashi's boobs. She reached out to the first one, grabbing it gently, then using the sponge, she genuinely started moving it around, sponging underneath it… Vashi took the maid's sponge from the maid's hand, then put it aside. Then, taking the maid's hand, she placed it on her left breast, pressing it firmly, her eyes filled with desire. The maid was dumbfounded. "My lady, this is a sin! The maid stammered. Vashi moaned, her green eyes turning dark.

Elena continued, her cold eyes sweeping across the room, "has not yet been identified. But we have reason to believe that they are still within these walls." Her eyes stopped. On me. The room went silent. I felt the weight of a thousand stares boring into my skin. My heart slammed against my ribs. My wolf stirred, growling deep in my chest. Elena smiled—a thin, predatory curl of her lips. She stepped down from the dais, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She walked through the crowd like a shark parting water, her violet gown trailing behind her. She stopped directly in front of me. "You must be Mira," she said softly, her silver eyes raking over my bruised face, my torn uniform, m

There it was, laying, a little vial that she had placed there much earlier, an innocuous-looking bottle that had just turned lethal. Her hands shaking slightly, she uncapped the vial, but her mind was already made up: she was not going to let Jayla harm another soul. She gently let a few drops fall into the bowl of scrambled eggs the maid had prepared for Jayla. The yellow of the eggs absorbed the clear liquid like it had been nothing. She let it all out in one deep breath as she tried to soothe herself. No turning back now. Finally, she turned around with the bowl, holding it out in front of Jayla. "Here you go," Jasmine said with a voice now level even, casual. Jayla looked suspiciously at

When the maid wiped her back and dressed, she discovered that the young woman's skin was much softer than usual. The young girl slept very well that night, enjoying a good night's sleep with the elegant fragrance of flowers. Soon the scented soap ran out, and the rich lady urged the maid to go to Joseph's house to buy more. When José saw this, he took the box of jasmine base made by Selena and sold 2 silver coins as the girl asked, the maid did not even make a counteroffer and gave José 3 silver coins, and then left in a carriage carrying away some fragrant soap and the foundation.

That didn't go down too well either. I could never tell the difference between the cleaning agents and would constantly substitute soap for bleach. Neema had received thousands of complains from the maids made to work with me and the occupants of the rooms I had cleaned. Finally in frustration, she had paired me with a wiry looming girl called Vianna and made me assist the girl. Vianna was a high ranking maid. She had direct access to the king's breakfast table. And while my fake limp made me slow, the one job I was able to do properly was balance stacks and stacks of plates.

Mafia’s Maid As usual Ashley was preparing his breakfast in the kitchen; she decided to cook a few pancakes and decorated it with strawberries and blueberries. She was in a hurry as her schedule was changed a bit after yesterday as he announced to her that she was going to be an assassin. She was scared a lot hearing him but his kisses over her shoulder made her forget the meaning of that word and agreed like a good slave she was.