Sincerely I Became A Dukes Maid Novels & Stories

I tried to apologize. “You ruined everything! I cannot afford such stuff” a beautiful tear escaped her eyes making me want to drown myself in the Pacific Ocean. “No please! Don’t cry! I am truly sorry. I was getting late for class and...Man I feel like a jerk. Please forgive me” I explained. She looked at me, head to toe and blinked. “Who are you?” “Sorry! I’m Duke. Duke Hunt!” She looked at me, angrily, looking ever so adorable. “Your good name? I asked, hopefully.

Anything that involved her always seemed to go wrong for him! He soon spotted her in the kitchen conversing with other maids. Once he stepped inside and cleared his throat, all maids jumped up and went into a bow... All except Constance. "Guard Mateo." "Constance?" He called instead and Constance looked behind her before she faced him. "Me? Oh... Yes?" She said getting up on her feet with her hand folded on her stomach. "The Duke requests your presence." The thought of her being alone in a room with that cold man really was the least thing she needed at that moment. It feared her.

The gusty wind was sending flurries of rain and snow against the windowpanes. The first day of my mission. A quick bath later, I draped a scarf over my printed silk dress to cover the deeply scooped neckline. Dressing up to look attractive and alluring was a prime requirement to succeed in this 'Seducing the Duke' plan. The Campbell princes paid me a hefty amount of money for the trip and I burned through most of it buying pretty clothes and accessories. Whatever money was left after that, I lost it all somewhere on the train. "First snow of the season, so early this year," Aunt Molly said nonchalantly, pouring herself a steaming cup of tea as I grabbed my purse along with signed copies of m

When the Duke remained lost in thought, he continued, “Sir Lucas was a very shrewd businessman, Your Grace.” “So it would appear. So each of these girls is an heiress in her own right?” This time, Mr. Bailey nodded decisively.

The maid was working diligently as she would scrub every inch of her skin before she was rinsed with a pail of lukewarm water and dried with a towel. "Thank you. I will be attending to my duchess now," Niklaus' velvety voice was coming inside her eardrum before Becca closed her eyes. Why does my husband have to be a duke? she mused before she turned to glare at her husband. The duke merely smiled at her as his blue orbs were gazing at her body up and down. "Shouldn't you be doing your tenants' payment right now or something?" Becca asked him as she was moving to the dresser to get ready. But of course, Niklaus was beside her in seconds.

"You’re the girl he was with last time." "I’m the prince’s personal maid," I said to introduce myself. "Oh, so that explains why you’re usually hanging out with the prince." When I told her I was the prince’s personal maid, she immediately broke out in a broad grin. "I didn’t get to introduce myself last time." She paused for a second. "I am Felicity, the Duchess of Portugal’s granddaughter." I bent my head in shame, realizing that I should have done it sooner. "Please accept my apologies for the lack of respect I showed you."

She wiggled her brows, still smiling. I shook my head at her appraisal, chuckling. Since Damon wouldn't let me go out, I pleaded with him to let Trinity visit me, and surprisingly, he accepted. And if you're wondering how I'd explained my relationship with Damon to Trinity, I simply told her I lost dad and my trust fund was exhausted so I was working as a live-in maid for Damon. While she was still admiring the living room, Damon climbed down the stairs, his eyes flicking to Trinity who instantly stood still on seeing him. I stifled a laugh at her reaction.

I know exactly why he makes this call. “Hello, and no.” My attitude is very clear. “Nyx, are you sure you don’t want to join us at the party? There’re a lot more young girls here than last year.” Duke’s excited sound can be heard through the phone. Duke is only twenty, an age excited about everything, especially the mate thing. He stops at nothing helping me find my mate. “You said young girls.” I put stress on “young”. “So what? You’re also young.” Duke insists.

The influence of alcohol weakened his mind, while the loneliness and jealousy gnawing at his heart since last night gradually eroded his defenses. "I will be generous enough to offer you a position as a maid. You must have become a beggar after Vogard died, haven't you?" "A maid, you say?!" "What else would suit you?" "You might be drunk, Duke, but don't pretend to forget! You were the one who tempted me into betraying Rosie! You promised to make me your Duchess!" "You were the one who used your innocent facade to deceive me!" Derrick’s eyes burned with hatred. "Tell me, now."

And it seems like my first quest in this world already started… {Notice, Go and see what the Duke wants’ from you} Let’s pick a dress and go meet that old man, and let’s get over with this first quest!