The Housemaid Epub Novels & Stories

"That's fine. I also need to burn some calories for the day, so please, don't burden yourself with that." The maid smiled, pleased at the small kindness the house lady shared. She wasn't bossy like the previous home she served at, and she wasn't rude and cold like the other rich people she encountered either. Had she known this house had such an excellent master, she would have applied for this place sooner. Feeling approachable, Clara decided to ask for a bit of help. She had been struggling without any solution. "Madam, can you please help us with the master's laundry? We are not allowed in his room, and we also didn't get his laundry yesterday. Can we please get his laundry if it's okay w

"Father when picking a good housemaid, she should not be as beautiful as me. If she is going to be by my side and follow me, then she should be invisible to everyone other than the person whose hands she waits on. She must take good care of only me. If I get all of the good qualities in a maid, I am set for success. Then instead of her serving me, she is going to have eyes for my husband instead. Father we have to pick one who is average looking so all the attention will be on me when I enter the room." The small missus of the house strutted around the yard as all the prospective maids were standing in an odd formation around the courtyard.

The gentleman's unexpected harshness caught everyone off guard. "Sammy…let's just go…" I don't wanna be here… Yet, Sammy ignored my pleas and confronted Mrs. Lucinda. "I just told you sir, I am the head maid here and–" "Yes, Mrs. Ruth Lucinda, you are correct. A maid in charge. A SIMPLE housekeeper. A caretaker of this house. In fact, you are neither the mistress nor the owner of this estate. Get your mouth in check; the person you're addressing is the young mistress of this mansion." He exclaimed in a rage. After hearing Sammy's forthright declaration, the mutterings died down.

Maid or lady, I won't let them trample over me like a dirty rag. "I apologise for my tardiness", I replied as courteously as possible. The housekeeper sneered, "Would you look at that? Such perfect manners." She put her hand on heart and feigned a pitiful look. I clenched my fists, trying to not lash out at her. This wasn't my doing, but it was my fate. I lowered my gaze and murmured, "What chores am I to carry out?"

The little maid seemed to have done something wrong, fearfully bowing her head. Luther explained softly to Emma's ear, "Miss, that's a maidservant from outside the mansion." A maidservant from outside the mansion? Why would she come in here? A faint cold smile crossed Emma's lips, invisible to the eye. If she genuinely didn't know who brought the flowerpot, she could take it away instead of placing it here herself. The maidservant probably learned something.

Once work was over, I grabbed my files and walk out of the office. All I need right now is a long shower and a good dinner. Speaking of dinner, I just recalled that my kitchen is a mess. Holy lord! I seriously have no choice but to get a maid. Believe me, if I say that, housekeepers aren’t trustworthy, I remember the last maid I had, that bitch is no worse than Maria, she literally stole almost all my pieces of jewelry and not only that, she tried to get herself on my boyfriend, she literally took her clothes off for him to check her out and when he didn’t, she tried to force herself on him. She’s a bitch. I made sure she got fired and to date, she hasn’t gotten a job yet, her CV is still wi

“Did it go bad enough that you had to clean the whole house? “I don't want to talk about it…” she huffed, crossing her arms over her bare breasts “Besides, I left with Emma early from college today and I stopped by a sex shop at the mall. This maid costume model was the only one in my size. “ she pointed to the tangle of fabric that her costume had become “ My plan was to use it to surprise you only at night, but when I finished cleaning, I realized that there was little time left for you to arrive and I thought to myself same... " she caressed his chest, with a mischievous smile " I could take a shower, wear my new clothes and enjoy the freshly cleaned house to make the complete costume...

“You think you can just fire me and walk away like nothing happened? Well, guess what? You’re not innocent either.” The manager took a step back, her eyes narrowing in confusion. “What are you talking about?” The clerk let out a bitter laugh. “Oh, don’t play dumb now,” she spat, her voice growing louder as she attracted the attention of everyone nearby. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. The ‘little side business’ you’ve been running. How you’ve been selling Omega women like cattle... selling them as sex slaves to the highest bidder!” My heart froze at her words. I could feel Dylan tense beside me, his expression hardening as he stared at the clerk. Shock moved through the store as th

"At least make it believable. This maid has been mooching off our family for months, and now she's broken into my estate." Lucas raised an eyebrow. "Your estate? And who's your mother?" "My mother is Alice Hayes!" Lucas paused — then gave her a thin, contemptuous smile. "Alice?" "Isn't that the boss's housekeeper?"

she had dreamed of when she was scrubbing floors. “Or,” the voice continued, “Save the Husband. Give him back his life. But you walk out of this vault as you began: A maid. Bankrupt. Your brother’s clock will restart. Your mother will remain a ghost. And the Blue Rose in your blood will continue to bloom until the end.” Ava walked toward the table. She looked at the orb, then at Caleb. She could see the scars on his neck—the ones from the fire. She remembered the way he had looked at her at the Port, telling her the House always wins.