Seducing The Maid Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’re cheating on me with a maid? First it was Meadow, and now this? How low can you stoop?” I glared at the maid. “How did you get in here?” “I… I…” she stuttered, tears streaming down her face. “Talk!” I barked. She dropped to her knees, sobbing. “You were drunk, sir. When I came to check on you last night, you grabbed me. You kept calling me Meadow. I tried to fight you off. I begged you to stop, but you wouldn’t listen. You said I was Meadow and you’d never let me go. Then you… you forced yourself on me.”

"I don't play the odds. I play for the person who pulled the locket out of the fire." Caleb pulled her into a kiss that tasted of salt, blood, and a $100 Billion victory. The "Contract" was dead. The "Secret" was out. And the "Maid" had finally become the Master of the Game.

The silence felt heavy, as if every heartbeat echoed through the room. “Among the three of you,” began one of the elder caretakers, her tone serious, “the bosses—our Madam and Sir—will choose who among you will become their personal maid. You must accompany them everywhere. This is not a request—it’s a job you must obey and prepare for.” The three exchanged glances. Tension engulfed them. Maxine swallowed hard, Lyka couldn’t sit still, while Roxane tried to maintain a calm facade despite her heart pounding loudly in her chest.

She went downstairs to find the maids, and they immediately regrouped, their faces half-conscious and sleepy. Some are still fresh and healthy with wet hair. "What did my wife do today? Aren't you her friends? Explain to me!" Asked Morgan, sitting on the sofa facing the 27 single women who were his wife's friends in this big house. "Madam doesn't do anything, Sir. Just grumpy and upset all the time. Even Madam often looks at her mobile phone and..." "Dan?" Morgan asked. "Madame is upset with the news that you have a relationship with Model Anastasia." It was obvious from the maid of his wife's age that Morgan had chosen to be Jessica's maid.

Cash asked. “You mean by avoiding questions, directing the conversation toward her opponent?” Marcell asked. “Yeah, I saw it.” “Saya believes she is innocent.” In response, Saya rolled his eyes. “Look, you’ve asked us to test her, and I can tell you. I threw on a whole load of charm, and she wasn’t buying it. Not one bit.” “Maybe you’ve lost your charm,” Marcell said. “Not a chance.” Saya picked up his glass of water and took a sip. “I have fucked every single woman you’ve asked me to. It’s not hard, and it wasn’t difficult to get into their pants. I’m telling you, Laura is different.”

In that way, the pain in her heart will be lessened by thinking that she's one of the maids and not his mate. Maia is now in her red pouf dress, ready to do her job. She had spent her few times in thinking about how she can be an excellent mate. Then she recalled everything that her mother had told her when she was young. So, she went to the kitchen and greeted all the maids in there. She asked what are the food that her mate likes and what is he as a leader. Fortunately, the servants are nice and helpful.

It was a life of luxury, yet they neglected the one thing that truly mattered. "I’d give my child everything," I muttered under my breath. "Every moment, every bit of love. If only I had the chance..." The maid didn’t hear me. She scoffed again, staring at her phone. "Look at this. They’ve already put up a job listing for my position." Her voice was bitter, but my mind began to race. If Justin Hunt was as powerful as she claimed, then working in his house could be my chance. Power. Money. Influence. If I wanted to take down my stepmother, I needed all three.

He looked around his house and it was still in the same state it’s been since the death of Kate. By now he knew it was time to get a maid. After much contemplation and brooding over it over and over Marcus knew his decision of getting a maid is actually a right one.Fearing the unknown,Marcus reluctantly decided to advertise for the position, he picked up his phone and pulled a call through to the Manager of his company,Sandra. Sandra has been working with Marcus for six years and by now she handles the company efficiently even in Marcus’s absence. “I trust she’ll do this right”,he said silently to himself.

Maybe they were involved. "The other maid wasn't a maid at all." My heart fell. She was your girlfriend? "She was actually a spy working for one of my competition in the industry. Her mission was to get the job as a maid in my mansion and, whenever I left documents in my office, she would send the information to the other companies so they always knew my every move. Then I met Sharon. I invited her over and she spent the night.