Maid Envy Novels & Stories

Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"

It was time. Mira struggled to breath as her body was washed, oiled and perfumed by her mother and Mary, her maid. Her mother had even made some suggests for the night. Mira was mildly aghast, but definitely embarrassed by some of the things her mom had said. While Mary had simply smirked at Lady Amethyst's suggestions and nodded, with a wicked glint in her eye.

Marl continued, his voice getting higher and more upset with every single word, "but you caged her here by marking her like some kind of animal. If you know you are going to be seeing other ladies behind her back, then just unmark my friend right now so that we can leave your cheating self behind and never look back." Miraeve, who had been standing in the doorway watching all of this unfold, finally let her eyes wander over to the beautiful tattooed lady standing in the middle of the chamber. The one who was staring at Marl with this big smile on her face like she was watching her favorite puppy do something adorable. And something ugly and green and horrible twisted in Miraeve's stomach. Je

Since he despised such weak-hearted desires, there was only one recourse left. Suffer. Maya walked amongst the guests like a glittering peacock, dressed in bold scarlet instead of the sophisticated black the elite crowd favored. Her hair was pinned up with loose curls left to fall free around her neck and shoulders. Though the weather turned toward winter and whipped the valley with an icy wind, she scorned Mother Nature by donning a silky, slippery material, with a low-cut neckline and spaghetti straps to hold the whole thing up. At least the length of her skirt fell to the floor and hid her legs.

“No, my dear. You are going to look like the young woman you are — elegant, graceful, and unforgettable.” “I don’t want to be unforgettable,” Maya muttered under her breath. “I just want to be… me.” “You can be you and still be unforgettable,” her mother countered without missing a beat. It wasn’t long before the sound of a car pulling up outside reached their ears. A few moments later, the front door opened, and the estate’s head maid stepped in. “Mrs. Denovan, the stylists have arrived.” Maya blinked in surprise. “Stylists? As in… more than one?”

Amelia said, her voice rising with confusion and anger. Marvy lay back on the couch, a wicked grin developing across her face. “Oh, Amelia, you’re so naive. I have my ways.” Amelia’s expression furrowed in a mix of fear and annoyance. “Marvy, this isn’t a game. You can’t just hang your pregnancy on Jace like this. It’s wrong.” Marvy’s eyes clenched, her posture hardening. “You think I don’t know that? But I don’t care. This is my chance to get back at Avalynn and have Jace all to myself.”

“Maia, I wish you had of gotten here sooner.” We spent the rest of the day searching for an outfit for Maeve, who ended up buying a stunning emerald pantsuit which she said was the perfect balance between sexy and boss-bitch vibes, and I had to agree with her. The over-sized double-breasted jacket plunged down her tanned neckline, revealing the slightest hint of her perky cleavage, whilst the pants flowed loosely to the floor. She was petite, but the outfit accentuated the curves she did have in all the right ways.

I pushed, praying for her to say it so I can finally vent my anger. "Who do you think you are? You're just a cheap slut who thinks she can seduce her way into easy life!" Maid two said, her appearance is nothing to write home about. "Ohh, you think I'm worthy enough to seduce the oh so mighty Mr Damon? You think too highly of me sweetie, but I'll have to thank you for that, you know you'll never be able to seduce anyone with a face like that!!" I smiled overly sweetly.

In that way, the pain in her heart will be lessened by thinking that she's one of the maids and not his mate. Maia is now in her red pouf dress, ready to do her job. She had spent her few times in thinking about how she can be an excellent mate. Then she recalled everything that her mother had told her when she was young. So, she went to the kitchen and greeted all the maids in there. She asked what are the food that her mate likes and what is he as a leader. Fortunately, the servants are nice and helpful.

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...