The Housemaid Ebook Novels & Stories

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

He said and I called the new maid to get it. " Sir, I--I guess I lost it. I mean--", the new slave in training said, so I called our first maid. " Did you hire a clueless Omega slave?" My voice roared. The first maid bowed her head and asked for my forgiveness. "My apologies, my Lord but Miss Ember was the one who always does to tidy up your library. I was too preoccupied with household chores since she left. I'm sorry but this new slave didn't know how to write and read so maybe she threw it away by mistake. I promise to dig everything to find the letter. " She quickly made a bow and left the study room.

Hearing that, a faint smile finally appeared on Tessa’s lips. She had thought this maid knew nothing. Now it seemed she had underestimated her. She still had some sense. "Alright, then get out of here." The housemaid nodded repeatedly, afraid of staying any longer. She was worried something might go wrong if she delayed. She could’ve left smoothly, but if anything held her back now, that wouldn’t end well. Looking at Tessa like that, the housemaid was genuinely scared. She hurriedly crawled out, not daring to waste another second here.

asked Vero. “Everything.” Vero stared in disbelief at the maid. “What?” “You can start by tidying up the books scattered on the floor.” After saying that, the maid disappeared into a small room near a shelf and came out carrying a broom and duster. “Clean up the dust and dirt on the floor,” she said while handing the cleaning equipment to Vero. Vero did not lend a hand. She didn’t want to clean up this dingy place that would take a month to clean.

She wasn’t sure what this new chapter would demand from her. When she reached the bedroom, she quietly opened the door, expecting to find the space empty and inviting. Instead, what she saw made her stop in her tracks. Mrs. Hayden, the housekeeper, was standing by the bed, holding Delilah’s large black book—the book! The one where Delilah had jotted down notes about her clients' gory requests. It wasn’t just any book—it was private, and Mrs. Hayden had it open, her eyes scanning its pages with a focused intensity.

A maid walked in, bowing her head To the ground as usual. “Greetings, your highness.” “What is it?” Caroline asked, not impressed by whatever she cared to say. “I came to serve her highness if she might be in need of anything.” It was like the gods could hear her request at the moment. She turned lazily to the maid. “I need some human clothes, something free I can wear. I also need books.” “Would your highness tell me what kind of books she wants to read, is it more romance or fantasy?” the maid asked.

said one of them and as soon as finished speaking, the four of them began their task, two of them approaching her. She staggered back and sat on the headboard warily, "Wait, what the hell is going on? What are you going to do?" She blurted, stopping them from reaching her. But the maids were like robots "We'll start washing you up Mistress" they held her even though she was protesting. "What? No! I can wash myself! I don't need someone to do that!" They dragged her to the washroom and locked the door, without a warning they stripped her off her pajamas, she gasped and stared at them. "What the hell? Where is my husband? Call him now!" She screamed, but the robots continued their work, bathin

I’m failing in my house duties and responsibilities. I discussed the issue of getting a good, responsible maid; he declined at first but later accepted because it was clear I needed assistance. The children cannot do much. I brought in a maid recommended by my friend. She is about twenty years old. She was humble and hardworking, so things became normal. There were no more complaints. I felt relieved. I was telling the maid one day that she was heaven sent. She laughed and was so happy for the compliment. I was taking care of her like my younger sister. I felt everything was fine in the house not until one day. I forgot a very vital document that was needed in the company at home. I took per

Maid shivered in terror after hearing her master's dominating commanding voice she said " okay master " ' if I took all the clothes from here then what will mam wear. don't tell me that master wants mam to live without clothes over her body. god! It's so humiliating ' the maid discuss to herself while dumping clothes in a bag. She is feeling pity for the woman who is known as the master's wife and mistress of this house but still, she is too poor even to breathe on her will. And now if her assumption is true then she is too poor to even put clothes on her own body without his permission.

Give me patience to deal with this girl. How are children of these days are raised. Magdalena went on to scold Rim who is the newest maid that just joined them many times as she wished. . She doesn't know how to clean, cook and even wash clothes yet she is the old woman's favorite. I think this unfair. Interjected Harriet another maid around in the kitchen.