Room-maid Novels & Stories

Mary was already frustrated enough, "just get lost, I don't want anyone to clean my room, it's fine just the way it is." "But it's my duty Miss, if not madam Rita will scold me, I'll just clean the room calmly and leave, please try to understand my situation" the maid requested, as there is nothing she could do since the maid is requesting alot and also the room is quite dirty with the flower vases broken pieces, so Mary agreed, "clean it calmly and just get lost." The maid calmly started cleaning, and said, "I thought you should know, a guest is coming to the mansion today, they said that you shouldn't come out of the room, they even said that you should stay in the room itself until the gu

Jasmine called her maid "what do you need ma'am? Her maid answered immediately "I want chips and 2 bottles of cola to my room immediately" she ordered "Right away miss" Martha replied and left the room "Let us go to my bedroom" she squealed,and i hummed We went up the elegant and glass stairs,which shine at day to a purple colored room with a cotton candy bedsheet and a pink fluffy mat I fell on the bed because i was tired and so did Jasmine "I don't chips will cut it" i said holding my tummy

"I told her to step out." "Why?" He loosened his tie and headed for the liquor cabinet. "She was just helping out." I said, keeping my voice steady, "Matthew, do you remember what this secret room means to us?" He stopped for a second, then poured himself some whiskey like it was no big deal. "Sure, I remember. But this is work, Elena. Don't blow it out of proportion. Matthew continued after taking a sip, "She's good with wine. And she's my assistant. It's normal for her to take care of this stuff."

Rissa's pov.... I glanced at the door and It turned out to be the maid. She was holding a mop and a bucket. "I'm sorry for not announcing myself. I'm here to clean the room" She said still standing at the door. "Get out" Mykel suddenly said and I turned to see if it was really him speaking. "What...?" The maid muttered clearly confused too. "I said you should leave!" He half yelled hoarsely. The maid was startled and quickly exit the room shutting the door behind her.

Her mother continued speaking, but Sarah barely heard the rest. Because at that moment, her imagination had already taken over. Mrs. Raymond Stewart. The name sounded perfect. Absolutely perfect. *** Later that evening, Sarah stood in front of the full-length mirror inside her bedroom. The room itself was larger than most apartments. Luxury surrounded her. Designer furniture. Imported artwork. Custom-built wardrobes. Everything money could buy. Yet for the first time in a very long time, Sarah felt as though she was standing on the edge of something even bigger. Something life-changing. She stared at her reflection: Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect makeup, perfect posture.

Crimson fiddles with the bunch of keys once again, the clinking of objects against each other disturbing the girl's sensitive ears. The room they are in is sterile, empty, and without color or smell. The white walls and equally white floor welcome the pair. The only thing that is certainly noticeable are the bars of the cell at the back of the room. And sitting with her knees close to her chest was Margaret's murderer. Crimson once again mutters: "Anything, call me." He closes the door. Emanuele takes two steps toward the bars, the sound of her shoes echoing through the room.

She cleaned all the rooms, one after the other, including the room Savy had stayed in and Gerald's as well. When she got to Stanley's room, she hesitated as she did not know how he would react if he found out that she had entered his room. She would have left the room but it was unkempt and she believed that as his maid, it was her responsibility to clean his room, hence, she took her time and thoroughly cleaned the room, putting everything in its place. She was exhausted after cleaning the whole house and went straight to the bathroom and afterward her bed, before sleeping off.

I eagerly look forward to the transformation that will take place within my room , knowing that its renewed cleanliness will bring a fresh energy and a sense of rejuvenation to my life. Silver returns to my room, accompanied by the rest of the maids, their arms laden with an array of cleaning equipment. Brooms, dusters, and cleaning solutions are brought forth, as if an army of cleanliness has assembled to conquer the disorder that has taken residence in my chamber. With bright smiles adorning their faces, the maids greet me warmly, their voices filled with genuine concern. “Natasha, how are you today? We hope you’re doing well,” Lily chimes in, her voice carrying a touch of playfulness.

But maybe there is no problem since there are guards by the door guarding the place and the maids inside who are always busy working. Unlike the prince side, mami's side is not all the maids she allowed to enter her room. She doesn't even have jakadiya cause she said she doesn't need one. Even her room is Sultana that cleans it and sometimes me. But other part of the house, everyone has his or her own duty. After placing all the clothes and their accessories I heave a sigh thinking finally am done for the day. I was on my way out that's when I realized another door by the right, am sure that's not the toilet cause I saw a maid cleaning it earlier.

Rim said back. Oh my God that was too much Rim one was enough. Magdalena told her. I didn't.... Come and clean it again with just water. Malik ordered before she could finish the sentence. Rim looked dumbstruck at his order. But she regain her sense soon and blurted no way am l going to repeat cleaning. Am already tired yet l havent cleaned grandma's room and even yours. The other maids looked at her as if looking at someone who is digging her own grave. They stood silently at the corner not dare make a sound.