Rockstar Maid Novels & Stories

Mahira was enjoying the music and leaned back on the support that body which held her gave her, the ambience was dark, the hand that held her grabbed her palm and in one abrupt movement whirled her around, tugging her and held her closer to his chest, Mahira didn’t object as she laughed on being whirled around, trying to find her balance, as the music changed to Ricky Martin

"It's the right time to opened them now..who should be handling the Temptations?..". "I suggest Serena…that girl has experience In the gambling scene..beside she was quite crafty..and that kind of skill set is best put in the temptations.. ". (Elijah) Serena was from The Maidens, M20 was her code number, she's a fox-kin that falls to slavery after becoming the scapegoat for her previous gambling den boss, she was quite crafty and mischievous but still a nice girl.

Slyvia said. I clenched my fists when Slyvia said that Amara had a sordid relationship with Rocky. I really do not like being reminded of whatever relationship she has with Rocky. It pisses me off greatly. I should be the one getting close to her and falling in love with her. Why does it have to be Rocky?! "You don't know who Rocky is right? I'll tell you who he is! He is the new driver of the palace! A maid is getting involved with the driver! Is this even right? She's doing all this and still pretending to be a good person!"

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

He lamented. “Hey, it's not your fault." She said as Steve helped Ale out of the car. A cab parked in front of their house and the new maid got out with her luggage's walking towards them. “Hi, I'm Roberta the new maid." She greeted. She was a young lady, around 19-20 years old and a college student. “Hello Roberta, come on in," Kathy said as she wheeled Ale in with the maid in tow. “Zoëlla, Bienvenida a casa ( Welcome home )." Her grandma greeted her at the door as she hugged her.

Dylan flashed her girlfriend a sly smile as he sat beside her and trailed his fingers mischievously from her legs to her waist. "The new maid. Mila instructed her to present herself to me, but I guess she can be an entertainer too." Scarlett's angelic features change a little, her brow furrowed seeing Dylan smiling this wide. The maid seemed like another wild plant who would crawl on her man's lap. She must check that mere maid later. Scarlet traced her hand on Dylan's neck, snaking her arms as she stared at him with a hint of seduction. "But I can be your 2 in 1, your girlfriend, and your entertainer too…." Scarlet teased, evading Dylan's attention.

Although she didn’t feel any pain, the grass itched her skin. “B*tch, how dare you attempt to seduce my master! You know what—Chairman Laverick is mine!” The maid spoke condescendingly. She looked at Sienna’s pale yet beautiful face. When nobody else was nearby, she took advantage of the situation and picked up a sharp stone, intending to scratch Sienna’s face. In a panic, Sienna was forced to retreat helplessly. The maid’s hand was suddenly grabbed by someone in mid-air. Justin showed up behind the maid. His expression looked a little dark. He exuded a cold and hostile aura.

It seemed that the maid was new. Thinking to myself, when did we get a new maid? You did not inform me about hiring a new maid. Is everything to your liking, madam? Her voice was squeaky but deep. Everything is fine, I said to her. May I have your name, please? My name is Lucinda. Well, I'm pleased to meet you, Lucinda. I am Luna Sophia. It is a pleasure to meet you, Luna.

The mention of Elizabeth being a maid surprises Lara, and she takes a small sip of her drink, watching the wine swirl in her glass. She directs her attention back to Tristan, her tone filled with intrigue as she speaks, "Huh, and here I was wondering if she is a model or something... I would never expect Dominic to be this low... escorting a maid?" Tristan turns to look at her, his gaze sharp, before he slowly realizes that Lara might have a point. The realization hits Tristan that he has become engaged to a maid, a reality he had never envisioned for himself. The weight of the situation settles upon him, and he finds himself grateful that no one else knows about their engagement.

As opposed to me, who had $50,000 in student loans, no job to speak of, and had to beg my parents for rent money for a shitty studio apartment in Queens. Which is another reason it had been so hard to turn down the Rolling Stone gig: I was so tired of being a flat-broke failure. “If you take the gig, you’ll probably be drinking Cristal every night,” she prodded. “Or at least really good bourbon. I hear they like to party hard.” “I doubt Ryan does.” “Ha! That’s probably true.” She sighed and propped her chin on her palm. “I hit on two band members before they got rich and famous… and I struck out with both of them.”