Madam Puddifoot Novels & Stories

I asked, my brows raising, and a raspy chuckle came from his throat, making my breath hitch. “Indeed. You should work and provide for us. Otherwise how can I look handsome?” He joked, and I couldn't help but smile. I dropped by at Mrs Pierre’s place, taking her daughter's measurements before returning to the hotel where Damien had already booked. The elevator door was almost closing when a hand stopped it. A beautiful woman walked in, her hand holding her phone to her ear as she made a call. I felt my body stiffen, emotions overwhelming me. This woman…was Sofia.

“That’s right. I admire Sir’s personality too. He’ll bully back whoever bullies his woman!” “But it’s a shame that Madam…” “Do you think Madam slept with Quirinus Banks?” “I’m guessing she probably did? Young Master Banks isn’t an idiot. Why would he have transferred a billion dollars worth of assets to Sir if Madam hadn’t slept with him?” “Sigh…” Sally had just walked down the stairs when she heard the servants whispering to each other in the corner. Her eyes widened as she leaned forth curiously, asking, “What are you talking about? Who’s Madam? And who’s Sir?”

Heather stood infront of the beautiful curvy gate and took a deep breath. Once she walks in, she will face the wrath of the cold and indifferent lady. And she was ready for war. She walked closer to the gate and rang the bell. Immideatly, a voice spoke out of the speaker and asked who it was. "Hi...umm..i'm Heather Liffman." "And what is your business with the Madam." "I'm a friend of hers." Heather answered sweetly so that the old lady would let her in.

they were having their tea at a fancy place on the west side of Piccadilly Thomas beamed her a smile, this time his teeth were showing, white and luminous a thing that made all his handsome features accentuate "Isn’t that the way you get in trouble?" "Yes, It seems so…" she took on a pastry from her plate, a cherry strip, and took a bite of it "even so…the papers say that there is a new type of rat with fangs" her tone was amused and at the brink of laughter "that make your veins empty, courtesy of our very own Chief of Police" "That man has the competence of Madame Rachel and her ‘Costly Arabian Preparations.’" Kent was in on the joke. They were suddenly interrupted by a woman standing in f

As I pulled out my smelly maid uniform and tried to find the right way in to fit my head through, the door knob of the guest bathroom twisted and was definitely being played with on the other side. “Is there someone in there?” the female voice asked as she continued to fidget with the knob. I quickly put on my uniform and then walked over to the door and opened it. “OH MY! I did not expect you to be here!” Sadie screamed as she used her hands to try and cover up her breasts and lower area.

Emma gently patted her back, and Draco quickly came over. A maid brought a copper basin over, and the coughing finally subsided after a while. "I thought I might live a few more years," the Third Madam spoke between breaths, "But now, it seems there aren't many days left..." In her previous life, the Third Madam passed away after Draco went through an unexpected incident. Draco had been saved, but the Third Madam had unintentionally contracted an illness. Could nothing change? Emma held the Third Madam's hand tightly, wearing a comforting smile. "No, that's not true. You'll live to be a hundred years old."

The Private Show Intro- Maddie is a stripper and she does about anything to make money! Maddie's P.O.V. The VIP customer clapped his hands and the music volume went up. “Dance.”He commands and i do just that after all this was a paid private show.

Best of luck to her! Madam Guilia has opted on calling me 'flower girl', as my name is basically the name of a flower and she has a hard time remembering names of her maids, so she said she'll call me 'flower girl'. I don't know what to say, within the past hour, many of her sentences have made me question her mental well-being. "Madam" a maid walks in, bowing her head, madam looks up at her with boredoom. "Madam, we are short of staff at the moment, can I please borrow two of your maids?" The maid asks politely.

AUTHOR'S POV "Fuck..." Gavin punched the wall of his office, making his servants flinched except for the butler, and the head maid, who was worrying about her Lady. 'My lady... ' The head maid clenched her both hand as she silently prayed for her Lady's safety as there are still no news about her whereabouts. Madison Morgan, the mistress of the house of Morgans, has disappeared like a bubble that made a ruckus inside of the manor as well as the other territories of the Morgans.

08: I adjusted the black gown I wore; long enough to look moderate but short enough for me look move around quickly. My riffle was tucked nicely inside my bag; Incase of any funny movement. Don Paul was an influencial man a lot of con men are going to be attendance, maybe I could get any lead. The hall was slowly getting filled, I looked around and caught the figure of Madam Pat bent over Matthew. She was still dressed as lavishly as ever, a black long hat sitting on her head. How old was she actually?.