Madam Novels & Stories

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.

Their eyes constantly searched through the crowd, longing to see their daughter yet fearing her cold gaze. "She's here!" Someone gasped quietly, and the entire venue instantly fell silent. A perfectly tailored suit outlined Caio's tall, upright figure. On his arm was a woman wearing an emerald green evening gown. She wore no excessive jewelry, only a simple pearl necklace at her throat, but it set off her cool and noble temperament. The confidence and composure radiating from her bones made her seem like a completely different person from before. Gianna attended as the Madre of the Pace famiglia.

One person. 'Madie!'

“Who are you calling your mom? How many times have I said not to call me ‘Mom’ in the company? Address me as ‘Madam Fisher’! Now get lost!” Madam Fisher slapped her hands on the table and scolded Caroline. She told Caroline to leave so as not to affect her mood.

Are you coming to class today? Madison stared at the screen for a few seconds, fingers hesitating. Then, slowly, she typed a reply. Madison: Will my mother-in-law also come? It took a minute before Madam Clara responded. Madam Clara: I don’t know. She didn’t say she wouldn’t come. Is everything alright? Madison’s fingers hovered above the screen again before she forced a smile and typed, Madison: Yeah, everything is fine. Thank you. I’ll see you soon.

While on most days, I spend my whole day in the kitchen, cooking for pleasure. My door slowly creaks open to reveal the inviting face of madam P, she flashes her whitened teeth as I reach in for the table, showing her an already written welcoming note. Good day ma'am, welcome. Madam P is my favorite customer, wife of the mayor, who is in her early fifties. One of my most classic elite customers, who understands me well. A lively lady with dark blond hair and a well defined physique. "I know Ava, how are you?"

He says. “We’ll be sure to stop by.” Maddie says, suddenly appearing beside me. She gives the man a quick once-over and then faces me, her eyebrows high on her forehead. Like she’s impressed with what she’s seeing. “Maddie, where were you?” I say facing her. She acts like no one has spoken. “I’m Madame Dubois. It’s nice to meet a fellow restaurateur. I love meeting people in the hospitality industry.” She says with a smile.

“Madam, someone is here to see you.” He's here!

The first maid said dejectedly. "Don't be silly. The former madam is out of our reach now. She is now the CEO of a famous company. People like us won't be able to meet her with the kind of security she surrounding her. The main problem we have is the Sir. He should be the one chasing her back. I dare to say this but he is so annoying!" The other maid blurted out angrily.

"Yes, Madam." The maid watched the two leave before finally letting out a breath, exchanging a glance with another servant beside her. "Isn't Rebecca practically engaged to Mr. Bruno already?" a younger maid whispered. "Madam is clearly trying to introduce someone else to her..." "Isn't that obvious?" the older maid replied quietly. "Madam's standards are sky-high. How could she ever be satisfied with Bruno? She favors military families like the Coltons. If the Coltons are out of reach, she'll have to find someone similar."