The Housemaid Order Novels & Stories

But when she learned I was more or less fine, she was excited to ride the chair around. Looking around, I noticed that only the quiet maid was there to attend us now. The stranger maid was nowhere to be seen. “Did something happen to the other maid?” I asked. “She won’t be returning by royal orders,” the maid said. “I hope that I will be enough to serve you from now on.” “Of course you are enough,” I said quickly. My mind reeled. “’Royal orders…?’” She leaned forward. “Prince Nicholas gave the order himself.”

“Hold.” The command cut through motion with surgical precision. Elias froze mid-step, boot hovering just above the floor, balance held on a breath. Around him, the formation locked in place, muscle memory snapping tight, bodies stilled in imperfect symmetry. The hall hummed, a low electrical sound that made silence feel active. Vale did not repeat the order. He didn’t need to. Elias lowered his foot only when the second command arrived, never rushed, never late, and the formation resumed as if nothing had interrupted it. The interruption, however, lingered. It threaded through posture and timing, through the way attention narrowed and sharpened.

Every person in this house moved as though one wrong step could cost them dearly. Letty stepped out, Thraia following after her, and the remaining maids entered in silence. They closed the doors, lined themselves before me, and once again lowered their heads. “You can raise your heads,” I said, growing increasingly uncomfortable with the ritual. “I am not someone who requires that.” The maid closest to me answered carefully. “The Master instructed us to treat you as the woman of this house, Miss. We cannot do otherwise.” I stared at her. The woman of this house.

“Marion!” A maid appears in a black uniform, her salt and pepper hair held back so tightly in a bun, it looks like each strand is about to snap from the tension. “M’lady?” “Take this girl... somewhere,” Mrs. Oaktree orders. “Get her washed up and get some clothes on her before she drips soot all over the floors. Then put her to work.” “Yes, M’lady.” Marion gives her a curtsy before turning to me. “Follow me.” Her tone leaves no room for argument, and between that and the words of warning from the carriage driver about my family, I waste no time obeying.

It seems like I'll be needing a new maid That was my maid who just quit her job And i only gave her that bonus because she has been with me for a long time And she has been loyal. You might be wondering why a wealthy man like me would have only one maid for a mansion as big as mine Well i don't want too much females around me, they make me sick So i hire housekeepers who are all males, they take care of the house While my maid takes care of all the cooking in the house ****************************** ************* Caleb my maid just quit her job so i want you to put out a poster for the job okay ''Okay sir''

She made to leave, but Marie stood in the way. “I think you are forgetting something, maid. This is not a request. It is an order. You will clean my room, as well as other rooms in this house, because you are a maid, and it is your job.” At this rate, June was tired of having to speak to this woman. “And if I refuse?” A small laugh escaped Marie’s lips before she dragged June by the wrist, holding her tightly as she navigated them toward her room. “You are a maid! I don’t care if you are sleeping with him or what favor he has over you, but you will not forget your place! Not while I am in this house! You will earn every darned penny you are paid, and I will make sure of it!”

the maid ordering the other two said. “What?” Tabitha struggled from the grasp of the two maids that held her and freed herself. “What did you just say?” she asked, visibly angered by the maid's statement. “Do you think I'm scared of her?” Tabitha inquired, her defiance evident on her face. "Ma'am, we are just following orders," the maid, who seemed to be the one in charge, said. She used her eyes to signal the other two to escort Tabitha into the bathroom.

Just then, the door rang and I covered myself well with the towel Me: come in A maid walked in Maid : hello ma'am, Prince Adrian sent me here to attend to you Me: ohhh She was with two shopping bags She places them on the bed and brought out the contents. The first was cloths The other cosmetics Me: did you just buy these Maid : no ma'am, the Prince ordered it personally She handed me the cream and showed me the other things then excused me The clothes consisted of two nighties, a red gown, two shorts and three shirts, blue white and red.

She l didn’t notice that Adam had been speechless until he suddenly spoke. “Spit it out. Look at me.” He ordered so she stopped and lifted her face. That’s how he is. She doesn’t think he will change his view of her as just his maid. His order must be obeyed by the housekeeper because it comes from a master, and she is not a wife of a de Lorenzo. She doesn’t think he will change his view of her as a woman he paid just to marry and use. “I’m s-sorry.” She whispered.

"Heh, are you afraid that I will steal your husband? I just came to send an invitation but you are accusing me of being a thief and a bitch who will steal him." "I didn't think that you would steal my husband, all I could think of was that you would flirt with him. I never mentioned anything about stealing, but you said it yourself, so that is indeed your intention..." I smirk as I look at her. “If she refuses to leave, call the guards to throw her away!” I ordered the maid before I turned around to leave. I even saw the maid approach her and escorted her out of the mansion before I could finally climb the stairs.