Pink Maids Novels & Stories

While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a

Adrian must have won the argument because I see Mama coming downstairs toward us. My body shivers, and Manny squeezes my palm tighter. “Don't be nervous, Principessa, it will all be OK.” I just nod my head and blew out the breath I was holding. Mama is wearing her dockers pants with a caramel flip-flop and a neat white crushed blouse is stuck inside the waist of her pants, accentuating her slim figure. Manny and I stand up as Mama and Adrian enter the living room. Before I can get a word in, Mama starts to shoot out accusations.

Ember's POV I cussed silently, raking through my wardrobe as I tried to come up with something perfect to wear but I couldn't find the perfect dress for the occasion. It was the day for the tribute ceremony and I fucking didn't have a dress. "How the hell can you pick pink? I told you to pick anything black or classic, not PINK!" Mia raged, yelling at the maid she sent shopping to get a dress. I wonder what was so special about pink and why everyone would always think it's the perfect dress for an occasion when it screamed nothing but weak.

She had a pointed nose, pretty lips, and deep blue eyes. She looked at me with suspicion and said, “Who are you? What are you doing here? And why are you trying to enter that room?” She crossed her arms and waited for my reply. I cleared my throat. “Good afternoon, Miss. My name is Emily Jones, and I’m the new personal maid to Grandma Susan,” I said as respectfully as I could.

Lance inhailed the fresh air then He heard the gate bell rang. He check who is it from the monitor,he le out a sigh seeing it's not Anna, he don't want to see that lady anymore. Lance decided to open the door.Upon opening the door the lady is looked at him. He was surprised at the same time amazed. The lady is very beautiful, she has a fair skin and has a sparkling blue eyes with long eyelashes has a tall nose, her lips was naturally red, her beauty is very natural even though she don't wear a make up. Anna uses make up to make herself Beautifull, but this lady in front of her is different.He thought it was an angel, she is really Beautifull. He asked where this lady going, but this lady s

e addresses the ladies of his family, "Do you guys mind if I steal my fiancée for a while?" Both Lora and Scarlet force a smile as Dominic and Elizabeth turn to walk away. As they move away, Lora and Scarlet continue whispering until Mrs. Johnson passes by. Lora seizes the opportunity to inquire, "Do you happen to know Elizabeth?" Mrs. Johnson takes a deep breath, prepared to reveal the truth. "Yes, she has been hired as a maid at the chalet." Scarlet and Lora stand astonished, exchanging horrified looks. The revelation shatters their assumptions and raises questions about Elizabeth's true identity and her relationship with Dominic.

Without conditions, without sermons. The lanterns overhead were like constellations, their flicker blotting out the real stars, and the moons, too. When, finally, she was back in his arms. The wedding was a pack celebration, and Vanessa wouldn't want it any other way. The debt, which brought her here, had been settled. Greggory Flynn was indebted for letting her live. It was surreal, how like Calvin, she too was supposed to go with Mija. "I should've never let you wear this. I am going to rip it to shreds." Vanessa laughed. As if he could say what she wanted to wear or not. The dress was sheer blue sparkly net with silk undergown tha dipped low on the back.

Too bad a girl like her had to get involved with the Dark Crow. "I will let your father go, but on one condition!" Mark exclaimed while looking at the beady eyes of the girl who was prostrating at his feet. "I will do anything as long as you let my father go!" said Melody quickly. Tears continued to flow from the girl's glazed eyes. "Become my maid, and do whatever I ask! Anything!" said Mark emphatically. Melody was silent hearing Mark's condition. Servant? Does she have to clean the house, cook and do other household chores?

A whore gave birth to you and so you will be a whore just like your Mummy. He gave the signal to his men and they stepped forward their eyes dark with lust at the pretty young English girl. Marcia looked around her and knew the look on their faces, she was a virgin but she was not stupid and screamed when the first one tore at her clothes. The Nanny fought back but she was soon over powered and naked and the men threw her on the floor in front of the grossly obese Don. His eyes were huge and he was aroused by what was about to happen hungrily watching as Marcia was held down so he could see everything when his number two knelt between her legs, ‘Hurt her’

Stanley had promised that he would pay her every month during the time she worked as his maid. She was going to buy a phone for herself and make sure all the romantic videos of her and Stanley were stored in it. Although it was a make-believe, she would pretend it was real and watch them every night before going to bed. The memory of how Stanley had held her so closely and kissed her cheeks at the party made her keep smiling from ear to ear as she arranged her luggage.