Rockstar Maid Novels & Stories

RPOV Songs: Amber by 311, Solitude by Black Sabbath When a maiden arrived at my room the next day instead of Lady Daniela, I half expected her to tell me that I was once again sequestered to my chambers. However, instead she offered me a small parchment and scurried out.

'With the ghost with the named Dylan? The days went by so fast, I didn't even notice it much because I was busy with things at home and taking care of Dylan. After he leaves, my day as a maid starts only then. Since the house is clean, just a little vacuum is okay. After I finish all the work inside the house watering, sweeping and pulling weeds in the front yard is what I am busy with. I also go to the garage to wash the rags there. After all the work it was surely noon. I quickly cooked rice and also took the soaked milk fish from the fridge last night as today's dish.

Crystal downed her drink, rolled up her sleeves, and rushed onto the stage. Downey was throwing kisses at the girls, but he stopped when he saw Crystal on the stage. He tried to hug her, but Crystal gave him a dirty look and pushed him away. Then she turned to the D.J. and said, “Change the song. Give me something I can dance to!” The D.J. offered Crystal a mock salute, and almost immediately, Metallica’s Enter Sandman was replaced by Lady Gaga’s Poker Face. Crystal shouted, “Come on, everybody! Let’s party!”

What a woman. We downed the shots immediately and ordered for a refill which he brought again, his eyes all over Rhea. After downing them, we decided to dance. We headed for the dance floor that was filled with sweaty bodies. Just then, Hot girl summer by Megan Thee Stallion came on. Trinity and Rhea screamed in excitement, dancing along to the beat. I followed them as they pulled me deeper into the dance floor, creating a circle for us. We danced to the song, moving our bodies to the rhythm and shaking our asses.

Maia says as she yells from the bathroom. “Hang on…” I say. I take the towel and walk to the bathroom, I give her the towel behind the shower curtain “Here babe” I say. “Ahh… thanks!” Maia says. I walk to our bedroom and lean on the bed. I take the book from the bedside drawer and read it. I reach for my phone and turn on the music… I’m listening to I’d rather go blind by Etta James. Maia wearing her clothes in front of me and I occasionally stare at her. Maia dances following the music… she’s staring at me with her brownie sexy eyes as if her eyes tell something to me.

"Honey, someone called me and they said they want Lynn Versoza" "Who?" "I don't know, they want us to send her out" "No, she already signed another contract, I won't let her go" "This person already send me five million to get the maid called Lynn Versoza " Selena's eyes was widened... "What? Five million, who is that person?" "Then let's do what that person says,as if we can't afford another maid" Selena immediately called Lynn. Lynn went to madam and she is confused....

I rephrased back her words. "Yes I did but he has a maid. It's different. A maid" She emphasized. I wish it's truely different but seemed more than that and I have caught Peter staring at her before, even the so called Maid. That's why I warned her to limit her closeness with him 'cos it seemed like there's something going or something coming up. Jeez! Now she have the nerves to talk back at me. "You are right mom, it should be different. It should be maid and a mister"

They were sweeping the lawn while gossiping without Farrah's supervision. "Hey, did you know? The new maid slept in Mr. Oliver's room last night." “You mean Sophia?” Asked another maid, a look of surprise and curiosity on her face. “Yes, last night I accidentally saw Mr. Oliver carrying Sophia to his room.” "Oh my god! You're not making this up?" “I swear, I saw it with my own eyes.” "Isn't this strange? Does Mr. Oliver like that girl?" “That girl must be flirting with Mr. Oliver!” Said one of the maids with a displeased face.

Does she have to clean the house, cook and do other household chores? Melody's mind was immediately preoccupied with thoughts about the word maid that Mark said. "I'm not good at cooking, but I can do other housework," said Melody innocently. "What do you mean?" asked Mark confused. "You want me to be your maid, right? I can do anything but cook," Melody said while wiping away the remaining tears on her cheeks. "You idiot, you think I'm going to ask you to be my maid?" asked Mark with his eyes wide open.

“The woman who was with me last night, dammit! Do I really need to explain further?!” “But sir, how do I find her?” “Tch! Are you really asking me that? I pay you handsomely, you idiot!” A tremor of panic came from the assistant. “Y-yes, sir. I’ll look for the woman you mean.” Tristan ended the call, his sinister grin spreading. “You think you can get away from me that easily? Just wait until I catch you. You’ll regret it.”