Maid My Novels & Stories

He fell to the ground after a few minutes fast asleep. Uncle Jocka shared a glance with Sloana as he left. “Do you have an idea who took his maid, Sloana?” Maska Zang turned to her. Sloana began crying in earnest. Ever since she was a small child. Maska Zang had never been able to resist her tears, he listened to her always as he believed her to be the perfect innocent child. “It's okay, it's okay. You are going through a lot. After all, he has done to you by sharing the mating bond with that human, yet he is harassing you over her disappearance.” Maska Zang mumbled.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

The maid was gone. "Isn't she an exquisite piece?". He asked, eyes roving lustfully over the female human. Please don't be like him...what is he planning to do?. She pondered internally. She was scared. My eyes finally left him, straying to the girl. They landed on her naked body first. She was truly an exquisite piece. She had slender delicate curves. Rounded hips and ample breasts. Her skin was a natural tan. I couldn't control the wave of lust that overtook me.

Tessy" Maya o"h my God, your friend need to be taught an unforgettable lesson and I will teach you how to get back at that jerk kahr But first you need a total transformation, you need to change your nasty appearance Allow me to change you into a real beauty" she winces at me

' I added. 'I will never regret seeing that girl for what she is. Just a clueless fuck for me and you. And of course a stupid house maid. ' Just as he spoke the last words, the door opened and Ava stepped in. She looked straight at Bryson just as a tear dropped. He was totally fucked.

James pointed up to Bisila, measuring her. "Listen honey," John walked up to his wife, touching her shoulder. "This house doesn't need another Matilda. It needs her. A young, excited soul. The world is changing. Young people need young company." "Yeah, whatever," snapped Ms. James, throwing herself away. "And also, She will only be responding to me, Anna, and myself. Don't try to make her your maid," smirked John, walking to his study as his wife continued to agree in disagreement.

She looked at the grumpy maid, scrubbing her toes with a pumice rock. “What is it?” Maude the grumpy maid asked. “Why do you love me even I’m always annoying?” She said. Maude looked at her. With her cute eyes staring at her, she can’t stop thinking she is very cute. She sighed and reached for the shampoo. “Well,” She started to put the shampoo in her hands. “Because I am here to serve you, and I’m lucky to have you. You are such a cute princess.” She placed the shampoo in her beautiful chestnut hair.

Seeing that Maya was still crying, the maid hurried over to console her as well. Javier and the maid ended up coaxing her for a while before they were finally able to make Maya stop sobbing. “Then can you promise me that we’ll be best friends? I like you very much.” Javier was finding it a little hard to accept such a direct confession. However, he recalled that Maya had a mental disability and all that discomfort disappeared at once. Obviously, the “like” Maya mentioned was different from the one adults of different genders would refer to.

"I'm sorry, honey. You shouldn't have to do this. I'm the one who should be working, not you." "It's okay, I'm happy to help mom. That way I can ease your burden at least for my school fees later." Emily was touched to hear it, she was proud to have a daughter like Sophia. "Emily, your daughter is really lucky. She's only been working for two days, and she's already been appointed as a personal maid. I think Mr. Oliver likes her." Elina whispered to Emily. As for Sophia, the girl was now busy playing with the clown fish in Elina's small aquarium. Apparently Elina had a small pet in her room that she had just bought yesterday and Sophia called the fish Nemo.

"Miss, you're so pretty! This is for you!" Maia lowered her head and saw a girl about six or seven years old. She was wearing a simple and beautiful pink dress, holding a bamboo basket filled with various seashells. She was handing a shell to Maia. "Thank you," Maia said, smiling as she took the shell. "Did you pick this up? Is it really okay to give such a beautiful shell to me?" "Yeah!" The little girl nodded happily. "We have a legend on Maya Cove. Mom said that if you hold the most beautiful shell on the beach and let the man you like carry you for a long walk, you can walk on the road to happiness!"