The Housemaid Movie Novels & Stories

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

the maid said almost in a whisper. "Oh Sally, how are you doing, I hope you're taking good care of Naomi? I wouldn't want her to get upset" madam Caroline answered sarcastically. "Things aren't going well madam. She threatened to set the house on fire if no one returns back home" the maid said, constantly checking if Naomi was coming. "Oh dear, she can do whatever she likes, if she burn down the house, she would have to find a place to pass the night until whenever I am ready to come back" madam Caroline said as she laughed out

Amber hesitated - unsure if the question demanded a reply or was simply a grumble to herself. "A girl," she answered softly. The woman's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Smart mouth," she sneered. "Too bad that'll be humbled here." Amber frowned, puzzled by the bitterness, but said nothing more. The woman stepped aside and opened the door wide. Amber noticed a packed box standing just inside, an unspoken farewell to the role about to be passed on. "I'm Cressida," the woman said flatly, "ex-maid as of today." Amber blinked. "Wait, you lived here?"

she said to the maid and the maid nodded. "Ok,ma'am,I will do that, just give me some minutes"the maid said to her and left for the kitchen. Mariana didn't know what to do to pass out time,she decided to watch television,she sat down and put the television on. While watching the television,she dozed off on the couch. Few minutes later the maid from earlier walked up to her. "Ma'am"the maid called but she was not responding. "Ma'am"the maid called again, this time tapping her shoulder.

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.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley gets startled as her alarm roars in the room disturbing her sleep along with Chloe. She had to get up earlier to her master Jeremy as he was a bit demanding about everything. She went to take a bath and wore her dress completing her daily routine. She entered the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He didn’t tell her anything specific so she was free to choose anything for breakfast.

I thought hayden but it's maid Marry. maid: " Ms Martin... this is your dress.. get ready and come for the work.. you have only ten minutes.. " 'she called ms martin.. why?? this maid know me that I married to Hayden or not... ' maid: " WHAT ARE YOU DREAMING OR WHAT.. YOU HAVE ONLY TEN MINUTES.. WEAR DRESS AND COME DOWNSTAIRS.." she said.. no shouted at me and went.. I hurriedly took bath and did my morning routine and wear the dress which maid Marry gave me.. when I opened the bag which was given by maid to see dress.. I was shocked.. you know what dress it is.. it's maid uniform... I controlled my tears...

She turned, her black orbs glaring daggers at me. "Babe, who is this?". She asked him, her eyes scanning me in disgust. "My housekeeper". Not the truth but a little better off than the truth. "Ohh, a new maid!". I clenched my teeth at her use of the word maid. "Better off than Stella anyway". She added.

One of the maids from the main house overheard her and suddenly stepped forward, slapping the nurse hard across the face. “Who do you think you are, talking like that?” the maid snarled. “We only listen to Madam. That homewrecker in the wheelchair doesn’t deserve anything! She’s just a cheap slut trying to steal Mr. Hale from Madam. She should be grateful we even let her stay here instead of throwing her back to the streets where she belongs!”

When I found out I was suffering from heart failure, I was given ten days left to live. For the first time in my life, I smiled because I could finally repay Don Santos for taking me in. To repay Frank Santos' debt, I became his daughter's personal maid in private for 12 years, although I was his adopted daughter in name. I willingly endured all of Principessa Jackie Santos' tantrums. Jenny made me stay in the dark, damp basement and never allowed me to share the table when the family had their meals. On several trips that I had accompanied her on, Jenny left me behind on the outskirts on purpose and made me walk back on my own. I snapped out of the memories and dragged my exhausted bo