The Housemaid Ending Novels & Stories

Then the maid slammed the door of the closet and and left the room. I slowly began to look at the layout of the room. The maid's room was not much furnished except for the beds and a few chairs. There was a yellow lamp beside the bed, and the chairs were obviously rotten and not getting the chance to be replaced. I thought of Emily, the woman who could safely be a blood slave in Leonardo Elliot's house, who dressed and spoke differently from the blood slaves here. Perhaps Leonardo Elliot was the supreme authority, so his blood slaves were different from other blood slaves.

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.

I let out a sigh of relief as my eyes swept over the beautiful planterette, which included an array of foliage and white roses placed artfully. The last day of my four years as a housekeeper at Elite Oak Resort was today, and tomorrow I will be married to my childhood sweetheart Arlo. It's a bittersweet time in any woman's life, when she must say goodbye to the past and embrace the future with her soul mate. The clock struck five o'clock, and I had just 30 minutes to change and race to the seamstress to pick up my bridal gown; Mother Mary, please assist me; I pray it fits. If you could just make me thinner, I promise I would never miss another Sunday service again.

I immediately started to pack my bags so I won’t forget anything I would need in the house,since I would be living there,I need to take most of my necessities with me,and not forget things that are so important to me. But something took me aback,few years ago I heard my employer lost his wife and he laid off all his domestic worker,why is he looking for a maid all of a sudden and who’s the pay that much,the thought kept coming into my head but I had to just let them go so u can prepare properly,maybe when I get there I’ll have all answers to my questions,I then go about my day. _____________________ On Monday in Marcus Mansion

Isabella's POV The joy I felt can not be quantified. I sat on my bed, taking in all the changes in here. I'm just a maid, how can I have such a lovely room? I know I said yes to being Nate's girl but still, my job description in this house is for me to be a maid. I wonder what I have done or what it was that I'm doing at this moment of my life that made me deserve this. This is a little too much I must say.

Emily yelled, then hissed, “Stupid bitch.” Her hands trembled as she grabbed the remote. She turned on the TV. And as if the universe wanted her to see it immediately, the news flashed right at that moment: “BREAKING NEWS: A housemaid identified as Mia was caught on CCTV attempting to poison Mrs. Lillian Barker. She has been arrested and taken into police custody.” Emily’s smile vanished. The remote slipped from her fingers and hit the floor. Her entire body went cold. “No…” she whispered, shaking her head.

In the house of Wendy,was capsizing . " I love you more than my wife" Markus said to their maid. Markus began to cheat with their maid when after several years of marriage, Wendy hasn't been able to conceive yet. " I'm afraid madam will one day catch us" the maid said to Markus as she couldn't resist him. " she wouldn't , don't worry about anything" Markus said. In the kitchen the maid was trying to tidying up the place where Markus went there pretending to go for water in the fridge just to get to see the maid.

She was squeezed by their tight hugs but she was happy. Finally, she thought. She had found her real family. But she would never forget being a Reynolds. She was and would always be Samantha in her heart and soul. That night, the Houston mansion lit up in the sky like stars. The empty big house became as bright as the day. The four imperial chandeliers in the wide living room shone dazzlingly while the grand dining room was crowded with the servants preparing for sumptuous meals on the long table. Isabella's eyes sparkled when she saw that the eight empty seats before she ran away were now occupied.

Ray had made it clear that the parents had warned them to stay clear of my path. I didn't want to lose my only job, I couldn't afford to. A few hours later, I had already changed Bryson's beddings, made Ray's bed and now I was unpacking. The room was pretty good for a housemaid like me. It had a canopy bed, dresser, Tv cabinet and a walk in wardrobe. I only had a few clothes, the closet was so big for my few old tees and sweats. I didn't own any jewellery, not even a single pair of earrings. Mmmh I'll just leave my clothes in the suitcase like before, and just take out my toothbrush.

I mean private. "Why not here," Chloe said looking irritated by her manner of approach. " well if you say so," miss Clara mumbled, " congratulations on your new assigned job," she drew a deep breath and went to where Ashley was sitting and sat beside her. "You know you're not only going to be his maid but also his sex slave." "What!" Ashley strikes. "Don't quote me wrong," miss Clara said and then continued, " the previous one he had died while trying to terminate the pregnancy she had for him.