Marvelous Mrs Maisel Astrid Novels & Stories

I dragged myself off the mattress, bare feet on cold floor, and yanked the door open. A girl in her mid-twenties beamed up at me. Big brown eyes, brunette bun so tight it looked painful, tray of food balanced on one hand. She wore a neat charcoal work dress with the pack crest stitched over the heart. “Morning, Gamma-Luna!” she chirped. “I’m Astrid, your new personal assistant! The Alpha assigned me himself. I brought breakfast—poached eggs, salmon, fresh sourdough, and a triple-shot espresso because you look like you run on spite and caffeine. Also orange juice, but I can swap it for cranberry if—”

My mind, however, was elsewhere. Astrid moved quietly around the table, pouring wine for the elders and respected pack members. Her long brown hair caught the torchlight with every step, falling like silk down her back. There was something about the way it moved that kept pulling my attention. The way a single strand would slip over her shoulder. The way it framed her small, delicate face. She looked so out of place here — fragile, beautiful, and completely unaware of how dangerous her presence had become to me. “Alpha Xavier,” Sari said suddenly.

he said cautiously. Astrid smirked at Mason and extended her hand without getting up from her seat. “It's nice to meet you. Very nice,” she said in a dangerous tone, alerting her family members who were present at the dinner. She had a hidden agenda for this meeting, but nobody could figure out what it was just yet. She kept her gaze on Mason for a few seconds and let go after a few moments with her characteristic smirk still playing on her lips before shifting it away and turning it onto the other guests in the room, sizing them up one by one.

My stomach turned and a strangled gasp escaped my lips before I could stop it. Killian's head snapped toward me at the sound and that's when he pulled away from her. Slowly. Then he looked at me with an expression of pure irritation. Annoyance. Like he was mad that I was disrupting his fun. Astrid, who was struggling to pull down her dress, simply smirked. “Oh, look,” she purred, sitting up lazily on the mahogany desk. “The dutiful little housewife has arrived.” My breath came in ragged gasps and the room spun around me.

Tev, the driver, helped Reign carry Amber to the room, because Reign herself was sleepwalking like any drunk. ~***~ Dominic, Chleo, Elijah, William and Kylie were the only persons seated at the dining table eating breakfast. It was New year and it started miserably for everyone. “What is your maid’s name?” Dominic asked William.” “Elle,” William replied, eating, realizing the tension around him. “Elle, did you get Reign and Amber for me?” Dominic asked. “They are not in their room, sir. I was told they left last night. She however left a note for you,” Elle replied, handing him the note.

“That woman is ruthless and will do anything to get what she wants. She’s the perfect choice to get rid of Senna.” “Brilliant move, Master. I’ll bring her here immediately.” The butler nodded in agreement and left to carry out the order. At that moment, Astrid was at a bridal boutique trying on wedding dresses. Seeing the old master’s butler arrive, she immediately put on the haughty demeanor of a future mistress. “I’m thirsty. Bring me a glass of water first.” She was a vindictive woman. She still vividly remembered how Magnus had humiliated her at the Voss estate. But now, she was about to become the Voss family’s young madam, while this butler was nothing more than the old master’s dog.

“That’s great, Mrs. Ferrer! I badly need a job now--“ “But wait, let me ask you some personal questions first.” “Yes, sure, by the way, do you still need my resume?” “No need. Let me just ask you personally. Please take a sit so, that we can talk comfortably.” “Okay...” “What’s your name?” “Elyse Marie Arcevedo, Mrs. Ferrer.” “Age?” “I’m 28 years old.” “Do you have a husband? Daughter? Or are you single?”

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.

When she heard the knocking on the door, she froze and said, “Come in.” Colton pushed the door open and went inside. “Mom.” Maisie squinted. “What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with Freyja right now?” He stopped in front of her and sat on the chair. “I have something to tell you.” Maisie put down her pen and placed her hand on her forehead. “What is it?” “Freyja’s mother has arrived in Bassburgh, but she’s up to something no good. I want to dispatch a bodyguard and two maids to the Seaview Villa. After all, I’m more comfortable with them since they work for us.”

“ASTRID, are you sure you’re okay? What if you just go home and take a rest?” “I’m fine,” Astrid replied lazily to Martha, her best friend at St. Margareth Learning Center where they work as preschool teachers. Martha has been her friend since college so she knows everything that has happened and is happening in her life.