The Housemaid Order Novels & Stories

Maid Manual: As a maid, you must obey all the master's orders and complete them thoroughly. Everything about the maid belongs to the master, and she must not do anything that harms the master's interests. The maid must perform all household chores perfectly. If there is any disagreement, refer to the first three rules. At this point, Lydia felt too exhausted even to complain. Lambert was truly regressing. Who does he think he is? A teenager with a hero complex? What's with this maid manual? She was only here for the shares, forced to take care of his daily needs for a week. Besides, maids and servants are entirely different concepts!

the first order was for the maid in charge of cooking. "For the floor, make sure it is completely dry, don't let my wife fall," the second commanded. The maid in charge immediately nodded. "And lastly, if my wife wants to travel, you must be prepared to accompany her!" ordered the driver at the house. "Yes sir!" replied the three obediently. Harry immediately followed his wife who had gone up first to their room. Harry didn't see the figure, but a voice in the bathroom made it clear his wife was inside. Ten minutes later, Sarra came out wearing a towel. They didn't speak to each other, but Harry kept his eyes on his wife.

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

said one of the maid , her expression rather hideous " its your order , we have been following your orders all along .Its you who wanted to keep the lady as down trodden as possible " " That's right " chimed in another maid " its all because of you that we lost our jobs , you gotta help us !" " And what if I don't ?" said Marge her voice fierce as she glared at the group of maids " What are you gonna do ?" " You don't want to challenge us Marge " said the maid who spoke earlier " If you find help us out ; we will let the Lord know that it was you who ordered us to do so "

Up until noon, everything looked normal. Just as disappointment began to creep in, she suddenly strode straight into my bedroom under the camera. When she came back out, she was wearing my silk sleepwear. She had also put on my jewelry, around her neck and on her hands. She sat on the sofa, elegantly lifting a glass of red wine, every bit the mistress of the house. At that moment, the doorbell rang. She rose unhurriedly and went to open the door. A young woman walked in.

I would take Derek to task on this! But barely, just barely, I managed to hold back the animalistic urge to rip apart whomever was in my sights and called for a maid with a bark. The maid rushed out, bowing her head and looking sick. I knew it was the stench, but I didn’t care. Sneering at the pale and greenish face of the young woman, I ordered her, “Get new shoes for my daughter at once! And clean up this mess!” “Yes sir,” the maid bowed again and rushed off to do my bidding.

Cara said, and then she turned to the clerk. "Send these two omegas out of the shopping mall!" she commanded the clerk. "I want them out!!!" she fired.

I yelled, my voice echoing through the large living room. My maid immediately rushed out of the kitchen, still looking a bit nervous from our earlier banter. "Yes, Ma'am Adel?" "Prepare Marky's favorite dish, please?" I ordered as I stood up, adjusting my posture elegantly. "The most special recipe. Then, pack it neatly in a nice bowl." "Right away, Ma'am."

' I ordered. He got up to leave. 'Following his orders again. What are you his maid?' she muttered loud enough just so that he heard. And within the instant he pounced on her.

For the future. "Any maids out there?!" She yelled. A maid ran in with her head bowed. The exact position she would have most of them in for years. The idea seemed appealing to her so much that it added a smile to her lips. "Have the seamstress bring me my dresses to wear." She ordered. "Yes, Your Highness." She replied and backtracked back out. Not long after, as Mathias watched the arrangement, he noticed the seamstress walking towards him. He met her halfway as he managed to smile.