The Housemaid Ebook Novels & Stories

he growled in my ear before leaving me alone in the hallway with a burn on my ass. Fuck. I wanted him pissed. But by the time I grabbed a duster and started cleaning, I got lost in the book titles. Ever since I had moved in, seeing his leadership and stock books placed beside my paranormal reverse harem books made me smile. The place was already spotless since the housekeeper cleaned everything thoroughly once a week. I snapped out of my head when Damon cleared his throat. “Did you clean everything well?” “Clean?” I asked and kept the book down when I realized I was still in the naughty maid costume with my tits spilling out. “Oh my god, I totally forgot I was trying to be a sexy maid for yo

It was as if they all went to the same school to learn how to mistreat people of lower classes because as soon as he discovered that I was a maid, he became cold. I did not know if I hated the ones like Dominic who already presented themselves as rude and showed that we would never be of the same class or if I hated the ones like Scout who started off kind and sweet only to suddenly become rude. “Anyway, there are a few dishes for you to wash,” he said I walked away and headed to the tiny room to change out of my clothes and back into my maid uniform and then went to the kitchen. There were barely any dishes in the sink. It was literally just two empty glasses and one plate in the sink.

With a happy heart, Emily stepped into the area of the house that looked very quiet. Emily gulped, how could she possibly be able to clean every corner of this house by herself? When the main door opened, Emily was even more surprised to find several housemaids doing their jobs. If the Specter family had this many servants, why would they want to hire a new employee for such a high fee? Emily began to feel strange. "You are Emily Clark?" a middle-aged maidservant greeted her expressionlessly. Emily nodded her head. "Follow me," said the maid as she walked straight ahead of Emily, behind her she followed awkwardly.

"Yes, ma'am. The packhouse has all sorts of wonderful amenities, including a game room for the little ones to enjoy. It's a great place for them to have fun.” My curiosity piqued even further, and I couldn't resist the urge to explore more of this incredible place. "Could you please show me around the house? I would love to see some of the other amazing things here," I asked the maid, hoping she would agree. She nodded again, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Of course, ma'am! I'd be delighted to give you a tour. There are so many beautiful and interesting things to see. Let's start with the grand library, where you can immerse yourself in a world of knowledge and stories."

Morgan looked at his Rolex watch and stared intently at his wife. It was the one person who scared everyone. Especially the maid ladies. When she went home, no one could say hello to her. Even though she was ignored. Meanwhile, Mum and Ms Faye were in the garden when she came home. As a result, the mansion became completely empty. "Please take Altair, let him sleep again. When he wakes up, just wash him." "Yes Madam." Everyone answered in unison. "Damn," she scolded in annoyance. Jessica sighed heavily and crouched down in front of her husband.

she said as I entered. I heaved a heavy sigh and sat at the end of the bed with my back to her. I removed my shoes, they were aching my feet and the pain seemed to be traveling all over my body. I loosened my tie and took of my jacket, finally. "What is it Emma?" "You hired a new maid?" Wasn't it obvious? I was certain she had already seen her. "Yes." My head was pounding still. "She'll be making your coffee now?" "Yes." I was getting annoyed.

While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

He pushed open the door and jump on me on the bed gigling. "Morning, Maa," he said cheerfully. "Good morning, sweetheart," I replied, hugging him close. "Did you sleep well?" He nodded, his eyes shining with happiness. “Did you miss me in your new room?” “No,” August answered shaking his head. Well that’s not very nice. "Yes, Aunt Cook made us pancakes." I smiled. Even I did not know the name of the cook or any of the workers in this place. I made a mental note to learn their names as soon as I could. "That sounds nice. Did you save any for me?"

A strange flutter started low in her belly, spreading outward like ripples in water. ''What the hell was this?'' She'd never felt anything like this. Had never experienced attraction this immediate, this overwhelming, this visceral. "Mr. Blackwood," Elizabeth said smoothly, though Aria detected a hint of surprise. "I wasn't expecting you until later. This is Sarah Mitchell, our new housekeeper. She'll be starting tomorrow." "Will she?" It wasn't a question. Damien's gaze hadn't left Aria's face, and she found herself unable to look away. Couldn't have looked away if her life depended on it.