Novel & Cerita The Boss And The Maid

"I mean the boss BOSS? As in East? Kissed you?" I move my eyes, "yes" "Unbelievable." She said as a smile form on her lips. "this is interesting. Just like the novel I was reading." She pointed at her book. "The boss and his maid" she said excitedly I furrow my brows at her. "He kissed her. And now look you are telling me it happened in real life? And here in this mansion? With you? Geez!" She squealed. "Uh Nadia wait I am not yet done telling you what happened "

"The housekeeper I am replacing, she is the overseer of the mansion and Mr Knight trusted her to hire the household help, there are too many applicants waiting because of the big salary and many benefits. My only advantage is your dad, who gave me the referral " Dad worked as a finance officer in one of the knights Holding company in New York. Ever since, I could remember, he was already with the company, the decent life that we have, we owe it all to the knights I was really happy that Aunt Jodie got the job at the Knights Mansion, After jumping from one employer to another, she finally got a good one, she's Dad's younger sister, unmarried and lives alone, An housekeeping job would suit her

Maybe it wasn't a good idea pushing her that much in the first place… "You can't die right now, young man. I need you for many years." He is still coughing when he hears Robert Aldridge's voice. He turns around and stands up, smiles at his boss with respect. The high heels sound follows his boss's presence and Mrs. Aldridge enters the meeting room. Even she has that strict expression on her face as always, her doe eyes and plump lips give her an alluring vibe. Theo wonders if she tries to look acidic on purpose, to intimidate the workers around.

Adriano had taken me straight from the shower, forced me to watch him have sex with another woman, then tossed me one of his shirts like I was some kind of afterthought. I met the maid’s gaze with an unflinching stare. I didn't owe her an explanation. If she wanted one, she knows where to find her "boss". She hesitated, clearly expecting a different reaction. Something meek. Something embarrassed. Too bad. "The boss wants you to prepare his breakfast," she said stiffly. "And clean his room, his bathroom, his study—everything." I let out a slow breath, forcing back the scream building in my throat. Of course, he did.

“What exactly is the relationship between your boss and Cassie?” Color drained from the maid’s face. “I—I can’t say that. I’ll get fired,” she pleaded, wringing her hands. Genevieve waved it off dismissively. “That will never happen. They won’t even know you spoke to me. I promise.” The confidence in her tone, the absolute certainty, disarmed the maid more than threats ever could. After a moment of hesitation, she sighed and gave in. “Well… Boss sleeps in a separate room,” she began carefully. “Miss Cassie came as Tristan’s coach, but… she became his legal mother. Boss dotes on her. He really does. But that’s all there is.”

I blinked rapidly, reading quickly from the paper and back at them. “You'll…” “It's simple, Rebecca. You will be our sex slave. It's not stated there because the paper could get into wrong hands” my boss cut in, calmly. I looked to his wife, her tongue wetting her bottom lip as she looked at me intensely making me swallow hard, my eyes widening before glancing to back at my boss. This wasn't a joke… right? I had forgotten how to breath. ‘A sex slave?’ ‘These things were real?’ My thoughts must have reflected on my face because my boss cleared his throat, throwing his head back to look at his wife who nodded at him in silent communication.

The tall and sturdy man who had tried to get hold of Darcy was waiting for his boss in the suite where they were supposed to bring Darcy but had failed in their mission. His men were standing nervously as they knew they were in deep trouble. Suddenly the door opened and they looked at their boss who walked in. He looked at them angrily and said. “Where is Darcy?” The leader of the gang came forward and spoke. “Boss Melvin a stranger took her away.” Bamm !! He was kicked ruthlessly and he fell a few meters away and all the others who were standing around him panicked.

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.

She entered and the maid closes it. She was awed when she got inside because of the whole place and started to scrutinize it until there was someone who hemmed and catches her attention. She then bows down her head and greeted the boss, who was now walking towards the couch. “Come and sit Maddy,” said the boss, and Maddy then immediately sat down across him. The old man chuckled—well, he’s not that old because he is just the same age as her uncle Monde who’s now already dead.

The man was cold, dominant, possessive, and he had that mischievous air around him. After a moment of no reply, a maid stepped into the room. “Ma'am, dinner is served,” she informed her and just when Rachael thought she was done, she added. “And the boss is waiting for you downstairs,” and with that, Rachael sat up hastily. She stared at the maid with wide eyes. “What did you say?” She asked, already slid out of bed without waiting for the maid. “Boss is waiting f--” the maid was still speaking, but she felt a gush of the wind as Rachael walked past her, heading downstairs.