Surviving As A Maid Novels & Stories

She rolls the trolley she brought in out closing the door behind her A lot of people might be like 'Why are you not screaming?' 'Why are you doing nothing?' 'You just came to terms with it all?' 'Call the cops' By a lot of people, I meant Andrea. But according to all the books I've read, and I've read a lot, I can't just escape from the mafia boss. So how to survive? Make him fall in love with me. This sounds even harder than escaping. The door opens and he walks in with another maid. This one is carrying a tray this time.

the maid started pleading. Alisha's heart ached as she saw the desperation in the maid's eyes. She realized that this poor woman was living in constant fear, just like she was. "I won't tell him anything, I promise," Alisha whispered, her voice filled with sympathy. "But you shouldn't have to live like this. No one should." The maid's eyes widened in disbelief. "But, ma'am, what can I do? I have nowhere else to go. This job is all I have."

Since then, I’d sworn in my heart never to cross paths with any of them again. But fate clearly doesn’t care about promises. For someone like me, with no wealth or education, this job was the best I could get. Working here as a maid wasn’t exactly a dream, but it was stable, and it paid enough for me to survive. I’ve been saving and studying whenever I can, hoping that one day I’ll earn the right qualifications to leave this life behind. That was the plan—until now. And now… here I am, trembling under his stare.

~~Amber~~ My entire life… I never imagined I’d end up like this. A maid. Wearing this rag on my body. Scrubbing kitchen counters like my existence didn’t matter. First, I was supposed to be married off to that monster. But no. Now I was here—trapped in his house, under his roof, under his rules. He held my life in his hands. He wouldn’t kill me. That would be too kind. He wanted me to beg for it instead.

“Where is Mai?” The maid’s hands shook so hard that the soup spilled onto the tray. “Miss Anna...” she whispered, her voice trembling. “She... she...” “She what?” I scrambled off the bed, grabbing the maid’s arms. “What did she do to Mai?” “She killed her.” The air left my lungs. My legs gave out, and I slammed hard onto the floor. “Killed her? Why?” “She killed her for addressing you as ‘Miss’ instead of the slave that you are,” the maid said. She dropped the tray onto the bed, terrified, and ran out of the room.

I couldn't even count the number of bodyguards Serena had introduced me to. They make the whole house stuffy and uncomfortable for me. I walked towards the pool, not ready to go inside yet. "Ma'am," I heard someone say behind me. I turned and smiled on seeing the maid I had saved from being fired. "Your eye must be hurting," I said pitifully, seeing how swollen the eye is. "As far as I'm still in this house, it can hurt as much as it wants; this place is my only source of income, and getting fired isn't any better than being dead," The maid said, and I shook my head sadly.

she commented, looking on as the detectives filled the room once the body had been cleared. "Why would they do that?" I couldn't help but ask. "We're one tier above homeless, us maids. The money we earned is barely enough to feed two people, so we all live in the maid headquarters, cuddled in a large room but with the number of maids there are assigned to this house we barely have enough room." "I'm not complaining, I'm grateful to have this as others don't usually have this luxury. We were only given this room by Prince Raver. May Sophane bless his soul. He will bring about changes I can tell. Deaths like ours won't be overlooked when he's King."

“Tonight, they will remember the maid.” The doors shook once as Northridge warriors struck from outside, but the blood oath held the servants in place like living locks. No Alpha could break these doors quickly without killing the same servants he claimed to protect. That was the beauty of using helpless people. Heroes always hesitated. Queens always bleed. The maids survived because nobody looked at the knife beneath the tray until the meal was already served. Boris groaned near my feet, and I looked down at him with the kind of smile that had once fooled Bardolph.

OMG! The walls were tall and beautiful. Wait , this is the palace right. The man opened the door and led me in, he led the way....... I stared at the expensive couch and decorations in the hospital, we passed two maids who were fighting, they showed their fangs and they were fighting themselves with it , immediately they smelled the presence of the man who came to buy me they stopped . Fear engulfed me immediately, how the hell am I going to survive here? I was going to have to serve as a maid , and here the maids are also vampires.

Mia was reduced to nothing because of what Miram had done. The maids had no regard for her anymore. She didn't feel very different from when she was still staying within her pack. "It's time to have your bath." A maid came over to her room and said, She didn't even register when the maid came by. Mia was startled. "Oh!" She exclaimed softly. She looked at what the maid was carrying in her arms. "Is there an occasion?" She asked.