Judith With Her Maidservant Novels & Stories

I looked at the two maids trembling on the floor before lifting my chin toward Jude, whose hand tightened slightly against my shoulder. "I'm sorry, Mistress," one of them said, before Maya yanked her head back sharply and shoved a cloth into her mouth to silence her. "So annoying," Maya muttered, clicking her tongue in irritation. Jude gave Maya a small nod, then bent down to my level, his eyes searching mine carefully. "What do you want done with them, love?" he asked quietly, but my mind had gone blank; I didn't understand what was happening, or my brain didn't want to connect the dots yet until it was provided by an outsider.

I crossed my arms over my chest and stared coldly at Karen Swift, my mother-in-law, as she piled bags and luggage at the doorway. Behind her stood a dainty woman she had brought along. "Johnny, let me introduce you. This is Lily White from our hometown. She's looking for work, and I brought her with me since I was already planning to visit. I figured you two could help take care of her," Karen said as she brushed past me and addressed Johnny Lane, who was behind me.

Gideon arrived home sometime after midnight. He was in a good mood. Being with Natalia always left him in high spirits. She was everything he wanted in a woman. Beautiful, adventurous, and always willing to let him take the lead. He could fuck her like a whore and she'd thank him. Thalia would never allow him to call her his little slut. All her life, she'd been treated as a princess and she expected him to do the same. Even when they were being intimate.

"We would, but this maid...she works closely with you and it's best you handle her." They better not be talking about Sylvia. "Her name is Sylvia," Shion says. My lips curl into a small smile. This girl can't seem to stay out of trouble. "What did she do this time?" "She beat up Lola, one of the other maids. Lola has suffered significant injuries, and she says that Sylvia attacked her for no reason," Shion says. "I highly doubt it was for no reason. Where is the girl? Let me speak to her," I growl.

She washed her hands and then ordered the servants to bring her hot water for the tub bath. --- Judith had sent her daughter Viola to the market square to indulge in buying dresses and jewelry for her, while she hurried to Lady Valerie’s house. When the carriage halted in front of the main entrance, Judith opened the door and stepped out of it without waiting for the coachman to open it. She dashed into the house. The servants knew her well. As soon as the butler saw her, he bowed to her and made her sit in the parlor. Judith was feeling like she was going to vomit. Her body was twisting on the inside. She felt as if there were spiders crawling on her skin and she was profusely sweating.

“What, Jamie?“ Aunt Judith said in surprise. “Jamie? “ Lord Raoul said softly. Sam had done a great job and found where the mystery girl and cat lived. He was shocked to hear that she lived in a loft over a stable, that she was worked to the bone, starved and beaten. This annoying woman had no idea how gifted her Serving Maid was and he knew her name! “Oh you don’t want her, she is just a stray my husband took in!” Aunty Judith dismissively. Lord Raoul frowned he was not used to not getting what he wanted. Aunt Judith panicked and said, “Of course she will serve your drinks, whilst I prepare you today’s special!” She clicked her fingers and ordered “ Jamie, four meads for the Lord and his fr

I added, backing Justina up. “Who cares?” Judi said. “Without the decorations, it's just called watching movies. The maids will survive, Let’s call them.” Justina rang the bell for the maids, almost immediately, two of them came in. Judi started talking animatedly, waving her hands like she was in a show.

“Wait!” Judy. Her footsteps snapped against the floor as she swept toward us, her red painted lips stretched in a false smile. She bowed low before Alaric, though her eyes sparkled with venom when they flicked to me. “My prince,” she said sweetly, “before you depart, allow me to send with you one of our serving girls. A companion for my dear daughter.” Alaric’s brow arched, suspicion sharp in his gaze. “A serving girl? Why?”

I answered, pulling the blanket all the way up to my chin. The door swung open, and a grey-haired woman with a calm demeanor and an immaculate uniform stepped inside, carrying a tray loaded with a full breakfast spread. "Good morning, ma'am. My name is Judith. I am the head housekeeper, and I am here to serve you and take care of anything you might need," she said, setting the tray down on the nightstand with a gentle smile. "I noticed you didn't come down to the dining room for breakfast, so I thought it best to bring it up."

The massive mahogany table, typically staffed by a small army of servants, now seems eerily empty with only a handful of maids present. Maya's eyes dart around the room, counting the staff members with growing concern. Where there were once ten or seven, now she sees only four trembling figures in their crisp black and white uniforms. The remaining maids move with exaggerated care, their hands shaking as they serve the morning meal. The clink of china against china seems unnaturally loud in the tense silence. One young maid, Joan, approaches Jackson's seat with a pitcher of fresh orange juice, her steps faltering slightly as she draws near.