Superb Maids Novels & Stories

Were the maids also trained like the guards? Mesmerized, I found myself getting lost in her eyes. Miles wasn't kidding when he mentioned his peculiar taste in selecting his staff. Just like the guards, these maids seemed handpicked. Instead of the usual assortment of maids with varying body sizes, they looked more like models. All were dressed in black fitted dresses that stopped below their knees, black flats, and brunette hair slicked back into a bun. They almost resembled quadruplets, with the same facial structure, slim yet curvy bodies, and tall stature. I couldn't help but think they would fare better in a modeling career than working for Miles.

It seems like I'll be needing a new maid That was my maid who just quit her job And i only gave her that bonus because she has been with me for a long time And she has been loyal. You might be wondering why a wealthy man like me would have only one maid for a mansion as big as mine Well i don't want too much females around me, they make me sick So i hire housekeepers who are all males, they take care of the house While my maid takes care of all the cooking in the house ****************************** ************* Caleb my maid just quit her job so i want you to put out a poster for the job okay ''Okay sir''

she wore a disgusted scowl on her face, "Hey, don't talk about miss Maraïda like that. You know she's the new lady of the house now," another maid added, "New lady my foot! That woman is a sneaky bitch! She just wants to replace Madame Sophia in Mr. Shenko's life." The second maid with the scowl repeated, "Cassidy!!!" The head maid, I remember was called Fatou, scolded her, "Stop! What ever happens in our superiors lives is none of our business. We are here to work and that is just what we should do."

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.

The first maid said dejectedly. "Don't be silly. The former madam is out of our reach now. She is now the CEO of a famous company. People like us won't be able to meet her with the kind of security she surrounding her. The main problem we have is the Sir. He should be the one chasing her back. I dare to say this but he is so annoying!" The other maid blurted out angrily.

the maids greeted in unison, their voices soft and respectful . "Good morning," Serena responded with a warm smile, her eyes bright with kindness as she acknowledged each maid. Rising gracefully from the bed, she moved with an air of elegance towards the opulent bathroom, the soft rustle of her silk gown trailing behind her. One of the maids, with a gentle and deferential demeanor, followed closely, ready to attend to Serena's needs. The other maid waiting behind. A few minutes later, Serena emerged from the bathroom, enveloped in a pristine, soft white robe . Serena's room was meticulously tidied up, creating an air of serenity.

She quickly ran inside. The kitchen was so big and spacious, with different maid running here and there on their maid uniform. This work is difficult but I have to do all this because of my sister Amelia. "Are you the new maid" a older woman who look like someone on her 60s interrogated me. "Yes ma I am." "I am miss Clara the head cook." "And you are".? Ashley,"nice name you got." "Here is your uniform you have to wear it when ever you are on duty."

I say raising both my thumbs up with a bright smile that shows my perfect dentition. With a nod, Silver rises from her seat and swiftly exits the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I take a moment to reflect on the significance of her actions. In the midst of our shared existence within these walls, the maids become more than just servants; they become pillars of support and friends, ensuring that even the smallest details of my lives are attended to. As I wait for the maids to arrive, a sense of anticipation builds within me. 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

another maid said “And I like her too, she’s so nice,” another maid said while another rolled her eyes. “I don’t like her,” another maid said and hissed, while the rest of the maids shot her a deadly glare. “Didn’t you guys notice something about the Octuplets?” Another maid asked “What’s that?” Two maids asked in unison. “The octuplets look so much like Mr. Colby,” the maids said and the rest hummed. “I noticed that too” another maid said

I thought he was going to yell but then he continued down the stairs, past the mess, past me, and out through the front doors without a word. I let out a breath I hadn't known I was holding. The maid beside me exhaled too. "You're lucky," she whispered, barely audible. "Lucky how?" She shook her head quickly and went back to sweeping, like she'd already said too much. *** On the sixth day, the young maid who had almost smiled at me in the hallway sat across from me at the staff table at lunch. Her name was Rina. Twenty years old. Two years at the estate.