The Housemaid Novels & Stories

"At least no one will be sending me errands like a maid." "Like a maid?" Rothchild stared back at her again. "As if you are not one. They are not treating you like a maid, you were actually a maid, and guess what? You will still be a maid in my new house. The only difference is that you will have one master, and that one master is me."

A few hours ago I'm Alice Clark. I'm twenty and have been working as a maid for the Wilson family since my mother died a year ago. Accepting my mother's death and then beginning to work as a maid to settle my mother's debt to the Wilson family were the most strenuous days of my life. I had no option but to work as a maid at this mansion.

Turns out I was wrong. The door swung open and a red haired lady stood at it with a smile on her face. "Housekeeper?" She asked. I nodded quickly. "Yes that's me. I'm ugh ... here for the interview." I take a peak inside the house and almost gasped. The house looked as amazing as I'd dreamt it to be. The lady followed my gaze and let out a chuckle. "I can see you like the house. Come on in and I'll show you around. I'm Clara by the way, the one who called earlier."

That didn't go down too well either. I could never tell the difference between the cleaning agents and would constantly substitute soap for bleach. Neema had received thousands of complains from the maids made to work with me and the occupants of the rooms I had cleaned. Finally in frustration, she had paired me with a wiry looming girl called Vianna and made me assist the girl. Vianna was a high ranking maid. She had direct access to the king's breakfast table. And while my fake limp made me slow, the one job I was able to do properly was balance stacks and stacks of plates.

Doing everything for their benefits but receiving nothing… she comes to the realization, for them she's just a bug that leeches on them… so they need to make sure to use her for their benefits. Lauren was lost in her thoughts when the door suddenly opened. A woman in her late forties in a maid's outfit went straight into her room. Her left hand was placed on her waist, while her right hand was holding a rag. She approached Lauren and shouted at her in a hostile manner. “Hey, get up already and start cleaning the house! If you are thinking you are a princess here, let me remind you… you are not!” ‘Oh right she forgot, she's one of them. Not a princess, but a servant.’

"Don't you dare say no! My dress is pretty you must be eyeing and fantasizing it! How can such a maid afford a dress like mine! Your really a piece of trash!" "What the hell is going on here?" Madam Min heard Anna screamed when she was going down stairs ahe rush where the scream coming from "Aunty! It's her again! She dirtied my clothes! Why on earth did this trash always there whenever I am!" "You! How dare a you! I can't wait for your contract to end if only not for the contract I should have fired you not long ago! You are disgusting trash" "I'm sorry madam..." Belle doesn't want to explain herself, she knows what's going to happen next. She bowed and just listen to what they say

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 ordered one of the maids. She nodded quickly, A few minutes later, all the maids and workers in the house gathered in the living room, everyone stood quietly in front of me. Some looked nervous, some looked curious. And Miriam stood at the corner of the room, watching everything with anger written all over her face. I ignored her completely, I slowly looked around the room before speaking. “As all of you know,” I began, “I am Don’s wife.” The workers nodded. “That means I am also the woman in charge of this house.”

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.

IS THIS REALLY HER ? Maricar had started her work as the maid in the house mostly for the two siblings. She was so happy working for such a big family Forgetting the fact that the people she's serving are youths just like she is, she obeys their commands After four days she began working, a certain morning when everyone was awake and getting ready to leave for their daily routes. She stood in the sitting room dusting the electronics while the housekeeper was busy with mopping the floor