The Housemaid Series Book 3 Novels & Stories

" Ella turned the page and sneaked a peak at her audience. They were on the edge of their seats waiting to know what happened next. " Chapter three. An unexpected alarm. ***4am.**** The shrill cry of a infant was ringing throughout the house. Martha, the maid, awoke suddenly and picked up Adrianna and rocked her gently trying to soothe her. The house keeper, Mrs Pots rushed in to the room snatching Adrianna from her arms, instructing her to make her a bottle as master is still asleep. Martha hurriedly walks to the kitchen to prepare a bottle and hands it to Mrs Pots. Adrianna soon calms down drinking her bottle and goes back to sleep. This was new to them.

I am so over it! This book is incredibly boring and overly dramatic. I mean why can’t it be more of reality less of lies and unnecessary drama? I leave the book on the table and make my way to the kitchen for a refreshing glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice. As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the maid, who was busy getting lunch ready. "Is there anything you need, Luna Bella?" The maid asks. I notice her name, Melinda, beautifully embroidered on her dress before I respond with a smile, "Yeah, I could use some fresh squeezed orange juice, please."

Steven declared, and I could see the pained expression on Jessica's face. Is there something I'm missing here? "Whatever!" I scoffed at them, rolling my eyes, and they all burst into laughter, including Brandon. They're a bunch of jerks. I turned my head, surveying the surroundings and appreciating the beautiful decorations. Surprisingly, a smile slowly formed at the corner of my mouth. As I admired the scenery, my gaze suddenly landed on Nancy, Fred's younger sister, who was standing in a corner. My frown deepened as I watched her pour some kind of powder, possibly a drug or poison, into a glass of drink.

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

Waylen announced the moment the three of them came barreling into the room. "Your goodnight kisses are ready," I assured them with a smile. “Where are your maids?” "They are looking for us,” Casper declared, forcing out what he thought was an evil chuckle, though it sounded far more mischievous than truly evil. I pitied their maids. The three of them always found delight in running away, turning it into a game of mischief while their poor personal maids searched every corner of the house in a frantic chase. "Come." I beckoned to the three of them, opening my arms. Even if Alexa hadn’t been birthed by Zyliah, she was still part of this family.

Micah didn't reply to the maid's question; her attention was fixed on the book. "My lady, my lady! The maid's voice became a bit firm. Micah jolted back to reality. Then she tardily shifts her gaze to the maid in front of her. She was seated in an armchair close to the window in her chamber; the rays from the sunlight reflected on the pages of the book. "I asked, are you expecting a guest of any sort? That I may prepare ahead." The maid said, filling up the cup with wine. She was a bit bolder than she should be around a queen.

" The door slammed shut and isolated the two worlds. Inside was a happy family of three, while I stood outside, alone and frozen in shock. I had no idea how I made it back to my 200-square-foot maid's quarters that were cold and empty. I sat through the night, and the man who'd promised he'd be right back never returned. When dawn broke, I took out a pair of scissors and expressionlessly tore the stuffed toy on my nightstand into pieces. Then, I resolutely threw it into the trash. Just then, came a knock at the door. It was Lilo Fleur, one of the maids, who impatiently snapped, "It's late! Get up and make breakfast for Mr. and Mrs. Sheppard! "Mrs. Sheppard is pregnant now, and Mr. Sheppard s

I stood straight, got into the back of the second vehicle, and made myself a promise as my father's house disappeared. I will make Silas Sterling’s life hell on earth. Present “Excuse me, ma’am. Mr. Sterling would like to see you.” I lifted my nose from my book — erotica, obviously, because how else can I entertain myself in this boring house — and pulled my hand from underneath my shorts with the frustration of a woman whose orgasm had been rudely interrupted. Why. Do these maids. Always have the worst timing? I was almost there. “I’ll be there shortly,” I said pleasantly.

He checked his daughter's room and there she was sleeping soundly on the floor as their baby slept in her cot. “Mujer, ¿por qué la casa está desordenada?( Woman, why is the house messy?) " He inquired slightly kicking her awake. She walked out of the baby's room to their room as he followed suit. “I had to put Maïa to sleep, besides we need a new maid, I can't handle all this, I'm starting work on Monday." She added yawning. “So get yourself a new one!" He yelled. “So you can fuck her too?" She replied in the same tone."

Daniel discovers his Housemaids 'other' duties. Summary: Master Richmond has a crush on the family housemaid, Alice. Alice reveals her freeuse work life to the young master and offers to relieve him. Maid is very nonchalant about the whole thing. While she isn't emotionless, she keeps an air of 'professional straightness' to her personality. She knows it is simply her duty to serve the household, whether it's in cleaning or getting fucked. ============= Alice hummed a tune as she made her way through the study room. Before she stood several large bookshelves, a small library littered the wall, ranging from old novels to various law books. The books were disorganised as if pulled out and plac