Maid J Novels & Stories

Why the fuck did you chose a fucking useless spineless maid over us? Mum was all tears, sobbing silently as she absorbed Bryson's insults. She had never had his vile mouth spill such insulting words. She thought he was a nice person, and now to hear him talk like this. It broke her, I could see her resolve breaking. She was breaking down and soon, she would give him the answer he wanted. 'Bryson you don't have to talk shit to get a point across. ' I angrily stated. 'Careful what you say, you might regret it later. ' I added.

He asked in a cold voice. So, her name was Gillian. Definitely suits her attitude. Turning to me, face contorting in resentment and anger, she said in a voice laced with anger "What are you still doing here you slutty maid, go make breakfast". "Stay kitten". Damon ordered me. "She doesn't work for you, Gillian. She's mine". He said the *mine* like he meant a different thing entirely. "you have no right to order her around". Gillian gasped at that but he wasn't yet done. "Get yourself out of my house right this minute". He added in a cold voice.

The gel, which played a crucial role in their bathing ritual and makeup application, remains an essential element in their underwater environment, ensuring their skin remains moisturized and protected. The maids enter the chambers, carrying the dresses with utmost care. They stroke softly, mindful of the water's gentle movements, and carefully place the dresses on the beds, ensuring they remain pristine and untouched. Madissa's chamber is filled with anticipation as she welcomes the maid, who assists her in getting dressed. With nimble fingers, the maid delicately maneuvers the soft sea silk fabric around Madissa's body, the gown's ethereal white adorned with mesmerizing amethyst swirling pa

At exactly 1a.m., MJ arrived at the beach house in a new dress. It was a long blue strapless dress she had bought after someone spilled coffee on her blouse. Walking into the house, she threw her handbag on the couch and took off her heels. She walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, retrieving a bottle of still water.

She had just gotten a genius plan, but this maid was causing trouble. The maid trembled all over. She grabbed the hem of her long skirt before running away. Downstairs. Everyone gathered as Justina Scott strutted in with a walking stick and the support of her favorite grandson, Aiden Scott. Justina's face, although wrinkled, was smeared in Forever Young make-up. Her grey hair was in a bob with bangs. She had brown eyes and a sharp nose. She gave Aiden orders in a cold voice as they made their way down the staircase. Aiden had a complicated look, and he nodded at her orders.

Finally I got a job. Anita, the senior assistant of this house, drive me to Mr. Kusuma Adijaya's house. On the way, Anita explained about him. He is the eldest son of Great Madame, and has one daughter named Amelia Adijaya. His daughter is already in the second grade of junior high school. My job is to take care of the house from A to Z and once a week Anita will come to check everything in written reports. Including cooking, shopping, tidying up the house, until financial reports.

Maja She looked about herself surreptitiously. The cacophony of sounds was rising as she moved forward to the woman who stood smiling. She was young, thought Maja in surprise, younger than Maja herself; and lovely, in a sensuous way, with that curvaceous body. Her heavy brown hair, shining mahogany in the light, hung in a long, thick braid down her back and soft tendrils of brown hair curled enticingly around her face. Dressed in a simple Indian kurta and a pair of jeans, she looked stunning and Maja felt like a frump.

Maya's heightened sense skills were somehow leaking towards the other ears who could easily suspect her eccentricity and it might blow the cover. "I thought you stopped acting like that, it's suspicious, Maya." He asked and she giggled like a small girl. "It's not. Wait a bit, you'll see." She said and as if on cue the doorbell rung and Jay looked at Maya who grinned even wider. He walked towards the door and opened it, revealing a middle aged woman with long brown hair tied back in a bun, wearing a cream colored saree and with a sweet smile on her face and a bowl in her hands.

Rieka As soon as everyone calmed down, Sam sent a link to Jo, and we all went straight to the office to get things sorted out. The young woman who was Aiden's mate started talking before the door even closed behind us. "I'm Lian Tshui and I'm a jiaoren, which is basically a mermaid. And that standoffish blonde pretty boy is Trenton Fontaine," she said as she pointed at the serious-looking blonde man. "He's a nãga, or a snake-man."

I looked at my wrist watch. ‘I still have time. She should come by now.’ At the exact moment, I heard a knock from the door. Tok tok. Stay seated on the chair, I looked at the door. “Come in.” The door opened and a maid of the mansion went inside with apathetic gaze on her eyes. She has a curly orange bob cut hair, pale skin, brown brows and lashes and freckles on her cheeks and nose. The cute maid who is wearing an expensive jewelry is Marie, Madell closest aid.