Sexy House Keeper Novels & Stories

The sight of her alone, makes me cringe. Why does she even have to live with us? Her husband is a multi-billionaire who owns the 'Crystal syrup' alcohol-producing enterprise and is currently the seventh richest man in New Jersey. This gives her a big head by the way. Why can't they just get their own houses like Summers husband or something? Do they really have to stay here with their ugly attitude? Whilst making my internal complaints, grandma spots me and smiles. "Ah, we're finally complete. "She says although my father and husband are absent.

But when Luna came out of the room, Alicia untied Luna's hair and said, "You look sexier when you let your hair down." So the two girls went to the place where the party was being held. To Alicia, it was an ordinary house. But, to Luna, it looked like a fairly luxurious mansion. The building consists of three floors with a very large courtyard and a pool with a shower in the front yard. Luna noticed a lot of luxury cars parked haphazardly in a very spacious garage. Then, there were lots of lights and people screaming at the party. Everyone was drinking, dancing, chatting, and doing crazy things like dancing in the pool shower or playing the piano naked. Anyway, it was the most boisterous par

Some clients paid heftily if the bodyguards/security left no scent behind, so this little gadget came in high demand and my contact was very happy with his compensation. After double checking my appearance in the bathroom, I headed to the dining hall, taking my usual seat across from Tara. Mason didn’t even try to cover his infidelity. He reeked of sex and Belle, and vice versa. Tara played her part well, a smile plastered on her face like a doll. Jax was unbelievable keeping himself calm as we stared at the fucker sitting at the head of the table. Sitting there, grinning like a fucking asshole, giving googol eyes at Belle while his wife sat right beside him. I sat there tensely, imagi

he showed me a door. “Thank you!” I told him and started walking to the door while looking at the room. This room itself is as big as my whole house. This house is not just a house. It is a palace. Everything in here screams of money and the littlest like a hairbrush to the biggest like the furniture all look extremely expensive. I am scared to even touch anything as I am afraid I would break something. The restroom's aesthetics are like in star hotels. I couldn't get the tap open without someone's help. This home has an elevator to take you to different levels. The first floor for his parents, second floor for his sister and the third floor for him, or us! I have been left in a room with my

she asked, her words quivering with a mix of fear and defiance. The first hefty man, whose eyes gleamed with a sinister glint, cast a disdainful gaze upon her. "Can't you figure it out, Rowan? We're not here to hold hands and sing songs. We're in the business of transactions, buying and selling," he replied, his voice dripping with malevolence. His name was Marcus, and his presence exuded a chilling aura.

He asked. "Well, Tracey is being hunted by Wendy's minions." "Oh, crap!" Alessandro mumbled with that pale face. "Is she alright?" "Yes, she's safe now. Or safe with someone else." Alessandro nodded and went to the DVDs. "I have new sets of sexy movies. Are you still up for it?" "Yeah, let's do that. I am still in a little adrenaline rush." "Great." Keira climbed up to her bed and leaned on the headboard as sexy music started playing. Then, her sexy husband that looked like a God approached her and kissed her cheeks down to her neck.

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Sharon said, Henry just smiled, and he said, “Sharon, those things scattered on the floor Is a welcome decorations, so, you don't need to do that, I have people specially for domestic works,” Henry said, and he led Lisabeth to a well furnished apartments with two housekeepers, and he later led Sharon to the well furnished master's bedroom, Sharon was excited, and amazed, and she asked, “Is this your house,?“ “Yeah, this Is our home,” Henry retorted,

SELENE’S POV The housekeeper let me in without saying a word. She was middle-aged, quiet, and calm. She showed me to a room upstairs and didn’t ask who I was or why I was here. The room was cold and spotless, the kind of luxury I’d only ever seen in movies. “Don said you should wait here,” the housekeeper said, then left, shutting the door behind her. I stripped out of the dress and heels, folded them neatly, and climbed into the bed. I didn’t cover myself. I lay back, naked, tense, and waiting.

Since I am bored out of my mind, I've been bugging the hell out of her for the past few hours. She looks about ready to offer me up as a burnt sacrifice to the god of thunder. "You ask too many questions, miss." She says with her posh, French accent. I hide my smirk behind my third or fourth doughnut. Honestly I've lost count, and these things are good. Mason left me all hot and bothered after his confessions earlier. It is only fair that I take it out on his housekeeper. Wait, what kind of human being hires a housekeeper for a hotel anyways? Oh, that's right, Mason Lachlan.