The Housemaid Movie Novels & Stories

A middle-aged woman with reddish hair sat on a silk-upholstered sofa. Her eyes gleamed with satisfaction as the phone on the side table rang. She picked it up calmly, pressing it to her ear. “Yes, hello?” Her voice was soft but laced with intrigue. “Mrs. Brittany, I just wanted to inform you that the woman you sold to Mr. X has entered his room. You’ll receive ten million dollars tomorrow morning,” the man on the other end replied in a cold, professional tone.

I drowned myself in the shirt and true to what I thought, it was indeed very big for me in fact it was more like a king dress. As if it was planned, my stomach growled after I got dressed so I wore the pink flip flop that has been prepared ahead and went downstairs, hoping to see something that will suffice me. As soon as I got to the living room downstairs, I met a woman cleaning the chairs and I coughed lightly to get her attention. “ Good afternoon ma'am, I hope you enjoyed your rest. I am Mrs Kris, the head maid of this house, “ she introduced while eyeing me from head to toe.

She said with a smile. “Have you changed the camera's direction?” The maid nodded. “Okie. So I look presentable?” She asked as she did a 360 turn. The maid nodded eagerly. “Your dress is okay boss. And you are glowing due to the pregnancy.” She added. Mara nodded as she walked away from the living room and down the corridor. She hurried in her steps, turning and turning until she finally approached the stairs, two of the maids appointed to her followed some meters behind her on their mission to make sure their madam successfully seduced her husband, their first young master.

I didn't want to remember that I was alone! After a few hours of crying, I began to feel that my tears were drying up. I looked at the clock and it was almost midnight, so I got out of bed and picked up the box that I had dropped on the floor as soon as I went upstairs, where the uniform was kept. It was like a horror movie to open that box, it contained the prelude to a great nightmare, I took a deep breath as I looked at the garment, it was very reminiscent of the uniform of one of the maids at my old mansion. "I want my house," I mumbled sadly, it was so frustrating and so unreal to be living through all this, even though it was almost two months since I moved in, it was still all a bit o

With happy heart Emily stepped into the area of the house that looked very quiet. Emily gulped, how could she possible 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 employees for such high fee? Emily began to feel strange. "You are Emily Clark ?" a middle aged maidservant greeted her expressionlessly. Emily nodded her head. "Fellow me," said the maid servant as she walked straight ahead, while Emily followed her awkwardly.

"Wait, you're supposed to be my maid now? Schumann was right, this is some movie type of shit." Clara looked between the both of us perplexed. "You two already met? I'm guessing it was bad right?" I nodded and she face palmed. "So you don't wanna interview her anymore because of it, sir?" Mr Snider scoffed. "I don't even want her in my house. What interview are we talking about? There's no way she'll be my housekeeper."

She could not let that happen. She blocked Lana's path and said, "Listen, you are no longer welcomed here in this house or in Stanley's life." But I am his wife." Lana replied. Savy smiled and slapped her hard across her cheeks, "How dare you? I can see you've gotten some spine because Stanley decided to look at you or allow you to substitute for me. You now think that you have a right to speak. Do not forget that you're a maid bought from the market, and your purpose in this house was temporary. Do you think you'll become Stanley's wife and spend the rest of your life by his side?"

Buenavista's mistreatment towards them. My name is Anna, I used to work as a maid in the Buenavista mansion and during my time there, I experienced excessive maltreatment from Madam Buenavista. She would get angry over things that were not our fault. There were times when she would be annoyed and if you happened to be the first person she saw, you would definitely receive a slap even if you did nothing wrong. That old lady should not be allowed to go unpunished. She will victimize many more people if you let her do what she wants. #ExposeMadamBuenavista

But those maids who spread the rumors were kicked out of the house instantly. Only those who are smart enough how to handle the troublemaker lady will have the courage to approach and serve her. One of them is Cris. She’s the maid who was sharing the same room with Marie and Reese before. But now, she’s alone with maid May in the maid’s quarter. “Your room is clean, miss,” Cris reported. “Finally, I can have the taste of freedom,” Madell said while handling the bag worth million dollar to the main. Before she can take step forward, she looked at Cris and asked in low tone.

Then he’ll decide what to do with her but right now he doesn’t give a shit as she’s guilty in his eyes until proven innocent. The sun rises and a women enters Mariah’s room and wakes her up. She’s a maid and she tells her that Sir Adam has ordered Mariah to wash herself up, change her clothes and come down. Mariah asks a lot of questions but the maid doesn’t answer any of her question. The maid is the first woman she’s seen since she came here. She had only seen men with guns in their hands. She thinks that this maid might be of some help but she doesn’t answer any questions. “Ma’am you’re a woman as well. I don’t know what they’re gonna do to me. Please help me get out of here. Please!” Mar