La Princesa Laundromat Novels & Stories

Leaning against the wall, I pull up my phone and smirk when I see the notifications from my bank. Someone had used my card at the Rona close to my house, and I can't help but chuckle. It seems my Princess went out to go shopping instead of ordering everything online like she said she would. Hell, I had a feeling she was going to head out when she asked if I had a truck she could borrow, I just never thought it would be to the nearest home improvement store.

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

He lay off me when he was finally satisfied. I lay on his bed and cried deeply. Some minutes later.... He turned to me. "Get yourself off my bed and go do my laundry" he ordered. My heart tore apart, I felt used and broken at the same time. I was hurting deeply, my body was hurting aswell. I could barely stand. I forced myself up, my legs shaked. I put on my clothes and left with the laundry crying deeply. The prince smiled to himself "stupid girl." He got up and noticed blood stains on the bed, his eyes widened.

My poor guard! "And Princess, this chick is crazy," Roland says with a hint of disbelief in his voice. Luis nods, and my eyebrows pull together. I look up into my mate's face. His jaw is clenched, and his eyes are hard. "What do they mean," I ask, and Ben looks like he would rather eat soap than tell me. "We mean she is batshit crazy. Stalker to the 1000°. She had pics of your man all over her walls. Her comforter was his blown-up face! She even had a burned picture of you," Roland explains, not wasting a moment to spill the details.

After finishing she followed the witch lady to the laundry this time . " Most of the wash machines are being used to wash the dresses of the concubines and the queen , also the dresses of the princesses are being washed . Be careful then ! If you lose your hands because you are stupid then go ahead . " said the old witch . ' How I wish , I put you inside of these washing machines ! ' thought Charlotte while listening to her nagging which explained Charlotte the work . ' I can read the manual of instruction at any time , why force me to tag along with someone I don't want ! This is unfair ! ' thought charlotte with a pitiful expression .

It was working. "My lady, please go back inside your room and change, you can't let any nobles see you like this, the prince can't meet you like this lady Aria." The guy can't see, give me a break. I was so tired of hearing about nobles this and nobles that, they were all bunch of jerks. "Forget about that, why are you here washing clothes with your bare hands when there is a laundry room you can use." I passed the laundry room while walking around, it had a washing machine and all the things that was needed for washing. Didn't Erika know that?

Her feet were bare. Her face burned with a humiliation so hot she thought she might faint. "Look at her!" Holly tittered from a nearby table and covered her mouth with a fan. "The Princess of the Laundry!" Philia let out a booming laugh as she slammed her hand on the table. "Now that is an honest outfit! She finally looks like what she is!" Eltonia kept her head down. She gripped the heavy tray of wine pitchers. Just serve. Just serve. Do not cry.

Princess Cecilia: Sorry about that, it won't happen again (collects the bread) The king is in a meeting, he can't see you both but here's your money (gives him $1000) Mr Smith: Woah, this is so much money, the bread is just $12.50 Princess Cecilia: I know, keep the rest, if it tastes as good as it looks then we'll be your regular customers Mr Smith: Wow, thank you so much, Trust me, you'll love it. (Paris and her dad leaves) Princess Cecilia: You shouldn't have done that Anita. Anita: Well I already did, this is why this kitchen looks mucky because you allow filthy people in here.

“How dare you still come up with excuses? If you can’t take care of the princess properly, there’s no need for you to continue. Go receive 20 lashes and wash clothes in the laundry room.” Lola did not expect such a heavy punishment from Juliana. The clothes worn by the royal family were all made of silk and could only be washed by hand, which made the laundry room the most tiring and demanding place in the palace. Only maids who committed serious offenses were punished by being sent to the laundry room, and they were not released easily. After what she had done, she should have been expelled from the palace. With the money Charlotte rewarded her, she could have lived a comfortable life.

“Laundry house.” “House?” “Room?” She grimaces, shaking her head. “Not fluent.” She taps her head and motions to one of the machines. “Washes clothes. Dries clothes.” My mouth drops open as I step toward one of the machines. “You mean, you don’t have to scrub the clothing and hang it to dry?” Princess Ella and Hannah glance at each other. A tingling sensation blooms in the back of my throat as I walk along the line of machines. They must think I’m some kind of peasant. Uneducated, poor, and feral.