Sincerely I Became A Dukes Maid Novels & Stories

Rebecca instructed Zita. Zita collected the letter from her and nodded. She curtsied and left the room. Rebecca had briefly narrated her experience of being married to the Duke to Crystal. She sought to be relieved as she shared her feelings with her best friend. She turned to her side and saw the other maid. "Yes?" Rebecca said plainly, with her gesture partially friendly. "Your grace, I had told the Duke what you said but he ordered that you should come down and have breakfast. Even if you intend not to." The maid answered.

I already saw what I wanted to see, Madolina really is my happy pill. I hope she won't disappoint me next time. "Where are you going your Highness?" the Duke asked when I turned around. I gave him a slight look before I smiled. "I'm going to calm myself Duke Seleste, since my pride was stomped by your daughter. I really want to cry right now," I said making them gasped. That's what you get from inviting me, don't ever disturb me when I'm taking a nap on my table. I left the mansion and I saw how Sir Ocea looks shocked when his eyes met mine.

Duke picked up the call. "Sir, Ma'am, is very skillful in programing. The interview board decided to hire her" Duke disconnected the call and smirked at her picture. "Welcome to my world, Mrs. Duke Winters"

"Divorce won't be a quick process. The Duke won't be back anytime soon. We must be patient." Dorothy leaned in, her eyes gleaming. "Then let her enjoy her little kingdom for a while longer… and you, Vivi, use this chance. Get close to the Duke. Make him even more dependent on you." Vivian's smile turned predatory. "Exactly. I will stay glued to his side. I'll follow him to the battlefield if I have to. I will make him mine completely."

I really have to make it up with her even though she did all of it voluntarily. “Now, all you have to do is sleep. But before that, I’ll make your milk, okay?” I said as I watched her hop out the car. She nodded, still a bit hyper despite her sleepy eyes. I was holding her little hand when we entered the house. Diana and other two maids welcomed us greeted us politely. I greeted them back. Only Duke’s raspy voice made us stop from taking a step upstairs. “How was the mother-daughter bonding?” he taunted, slowly rising from his stool.

Ada asks looking at Emma while they are both laying on Duke’s chest. “Yes,” Emma tells her. “Little Duchess,” Duke says in a deep groggy voice. “My Duchess is still getting used to the idea of her not being Queen and your mother taking that role. A little grace, Your Grace, is not out of line.” Emma smiles at his logic. “Thank you,” Ada tells him. “Not to say, My Duchess, you shouldn’t help,” Duke continues and plays in Ada’s hair. “But if it hurts too much, I understand.”

How can the Layla that was even more frail than a periwinkle flower could say such atrocious words? ______________________________________________________ "You! Come inside" The maid was older than Layla and had worked as Jeremiah's personal servant for a long time, with a beautiful face and seductive figure she could have easily been married to become the wife of a count. When Duke Valentine called her inside his personal chamber while the duchess-to-be was nowhere to be seen, the maid followed the order thinking that Layla had already left. "Closer" She went right infront of the duke who pulled her close and collided his lips with hers. His tongue entered her mouth as the woman had closed

My lips formed a bitter smile as every word I heard from Leo came together in a pitiful conclusion. "No… I cannot become the Duchess, Martha." I tried to say it calmly, yet the sound of my own words pierced my heart painfully. "I can only become a temporary mistress." "Why? Duke cares for you," she claimed naively. "The Duke needed my blood, and I was grateful for his protection. Our relationship is more like a contract." I tried to convince her as much as I was telling myself that to myself.

My eyes went to Tiffany who simply glared at me before she smiled after everyone looked at her, too. "Still, she should've, at least, prepare a plate for you in case!" Duke's voice was getting deeper every second he spoke. "I-I'm really sorry, Alpha Duke!" The maid lowered her head and I could even sense that she'd cry any moment now. I held Duke's arm to have his attention and luckily, I didn't fail. He looked at my direction and I slightly shook my head at him. I don't want our day to start wrongly. Well, it already did, but I don't want anything worse than that.

“May I speak to the duke.” “Is it important?” Huxley asked. “I believe so.” She replied. Duke Raziel looked at her, “Then Speak” Drawing a heaving breath, the head maid exclaimed happily, “The Duchess is awake, your grace!” In an instant, Duke Raziel came to their room and saw the duchess stretching. He cleared his throat to get her attention and Lady Vienna turned around to see him and fixed her composure. “Raziel.” She smiled sheepishly, her cheeks flushing and embarrassed getting seen in a weird position.