My Maids Are All Antagonists Novels & Stories

“The house isn’t hard to clean because there are machines to help. The bedsheets, pillowcases, and curtains need to be changed every month. Don’t worry about the garden or the pool outside—there’s someone hired to take care of them. Your job is just to manage the house and take care of our employers.” “Yes, Ma. You said they’re all men? Are they handsome?” She smacked me on the head. “Don’t you dare flirt with them! Remember, you’re just a maid here.” I pouted. “That’s harsh, Ma. I was just asking! Besides, I know my place. Do you really think they’d be interested in me?” She gave me a sharp look, and I grinned innocently. “You’re beautiful and kind, my child. I just don’t want you to get hu

Because that is when I will have even more enemies that will want to even kill me if they get the chance. I looked at them angrily with a frown on my face. “What exactly do you take me as? What exactly do you all take me as? Just because I act so calm, so cool does not mean I don't know what I am doing. I know exactly what I am doing and I don't want you to interfere with it. No matter what, I am not going to leave my position as the maid in this place. Leave it that way and stop getting angry about everything that happens to me. Yes, Alpha Derek favors me because I am his mate. Are you guys forgetting the fact that you guys are nothing related to Alpha Derek? He is only just helping you guy

Emma. “Hey, you!” I turned to see Marissa calling from the opposite direction with Mary and Brittney beside her looking like side slaves for Marissa. I finally put the mop into the bucket filled with soapy water, facing them completely now. What do these cockroaches want? If they think they could mess with me, they should expect the complete opposite because I'm not as soft. “What do you want… Maid?” I replied, giving her the same energy, my voice echoing in the living room as I slowly slurred the new title I had given her.

The sight of the pile of plates in the wash basin made me want to throw up. Being a maid was not easy. I pondered how much longer I would have to endure this until I could exact revenge on those imps. I got up and moved in the direction of the washbasin. I started to wash the plates, but Mia wasn't happy with the way I was doing it. As she lifted the previously cleaned plates, Charlotte swore, "These are still dirty, dummy."

Turning on the tap, I began washing the vegetables. "Could you also wash these for me?" another maid asked, placing a bowl of oranges on the counter next to me. "Maid work can be quite demanding, don't you think?" I said, attempting to strike up a conversation as she stood by my side. "Focus on your tasks," she replied rudely. "Why does everyone seem so serious here? You're not telling me you all willingly accept the alpha who came to power through a coup," I said to her. She burst into laughter, joined by another maid. "Why wouldn't we accept him? Sure, he's a no-nonsense alpha, but he hasn't subjected us to two months without water like Apollo did," the maid retorted, her tone dripping wit

"We need to seclude them and kill them at once. All at once." "But how can that be possible?" Ferris asked with an unbelievable look on her face. I myself was thinking of thesame thing. The maids prepared the dishes and they owed their allegiance to Veronica. We couldn't permeate into their sacred circle. "Are you close to any maid? I'm thinking of poison. That's the most effective and efficient solution we have." "Things have changed Aria. Since you. Omega's aren't subjected to any chores anymore. We are treated as equals. Only the maids do the assigned chores. This will be difficult."

The two housekeepers who passed by didn’t even look at me twice, I was no longer the visitor who had arrived in a fancy dress. I no longer looked like one of the Giovanni twins. I was assigned work started immediately. Scrubbing marble floors until my knees ached. Carrying trays heavier than they looked. Standing silently against walls while conversations about power and money floated above my head like I wasn’t even there. Every time I caught sight of my reflection in polished surfaces, I barely recognized myself. By midnight, my arms shook from exhaustion. The workers moved like there hidden cameras everywhere. There were times when I wanted to ask questions, the maids would instinctively

I asked Sharon as I watched her struggle with the suitcase. "I sent them away." "Oh, so you didn't know they were the ones who had to do that stuff?" "Why should they when we've got two maids?" She really knew how to press my buttons. "Sharon, I don't want the maids doing things like this. This could cause problems for them in the future. They're women, just like you." "Ethan, you're so shallow." "Look, if you're going to live here, you might as well change that damn attitude of yours. And don't ever think you'll take advantage of those maids, they're not here to make life easier for you."

Allow me to mention that the chief maid had nothing to say to me. Loretta’s face turned red with anger. “How could they be so cruel?” I shrugged, trying to keep my emotions in check. “It’s the hierarchy. Omega maids are the lowest of the low. There’s no one to stand up for us.” “Tell us more,” Lydia urged gently.

DINING WITH THE ENEMIES (She's just naive) Genres; Thriller CHAPTER 13 By, baby favour Das Mansion *What! You allow her to go in?* maid two said. *I didn't allow her she just went in* maid one answered. *I'm sure we will be dead soon* maid two repiled. *You should have told her young master prohibited anyone from entering his room!* Maid three said. *Let just wait for her scream or her body throw out* Maid one concluded and they all went their way.