The Housemaid Series Book Novels & Stories

She was also surprised about how the study was so clean and the books were neatly arranged on the shelf, they were all set neatly, and there was nothing like stain or liters on the floor in the study. Blair was wondering why there were so many maid in the house he doesn’t even live in, now she understands why. The mansion was so big that ten maids wouldn’t be able to keep it as clean as it was, that was the needs for so many maids. The mansion was so cleans and she and she saw their works, even the maids at the palace wouldn’t do a great job like this.

I drowned myself in the shirt and true to what I thought, it was indeed very big for me in fact it was more like a king dress. As if it was planned, my stomach growled after I got dressed so I wore the pink flip flop that has been prepared ahead and went downstairs, hoping to see something that will suffice me. As soon as I got to the living room downstairs, I met a woman cleaning the chairs and I coughed lightly to get her attention. “ Good afternoon ma'am, I hope you enjoyed your rest. I am Mrs Kris, the head maid of this house, “ she introduced while eyeing me from head to toe.

Not that they are wrong… One touch from him and I already felt like I was burning. I swallowed hard. “I am sorry about that, Mrs. Blackwood.” The maid said again. “It is okay,” I replied with a small smile. “My name is Adelaide. I am the head maid and in charge of the house when Mr. Julian is away. I will take care of you from now on.” She bowed slightly. So she is Adelaide. The one he mentioned. She looked kind. Around her late thirties.

“You think you can just fire me and walk away like nothing happened? Well, guess what? You’re not innocent either.” The manager took a step back, her eyes narrowing in confusion. “What are you talking about?” The clerk let out a bitter laugh. “Oh, don’t play dumb now,” she spat, her voice growing louder as she attracted the attention of everyone nearby. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. The ‘little side business’ you’ve been running. How you’ve been selling Omega women like cattle... selling them as sex slaves to the highest bidder!” My heart froze at her words. I could feel Dylan tense beside me, his expression hardening as he stared at the clerk. Shock moved through the store as th

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.

She helped Eden sit up and drink some water and gave her mint, along with some aspirin. Eden didn't resist or care about anything. She kept staring at the ceiling mindlessly. When the woman was about to leave, Eden turned to her and said, "What are you doing this?" "Sir's orders, miss Eden," the housemaid said and started walking out again, her pace faster than before. Eden said, "You have to get me out of here, you can't do this." "I can't," the housemaid said. She turned around and looked at Eden with eyes glossy with tears. "I'm so sorry."

said one of them and as soon as finished speaking, the four of them began their task, two of them approaching her. She staggered back and sat on the headboard warily, "Wait, what the hell is going on? What are you going to do?" She blurted, stopping them from reaching her. But the maids were like robots "We'll start washing you up Mistress" they held her even though she was protesting. "What? No! I can wash myself! I don't need someone to do that!" They dragged her to the washroom and locked the door, without a warning they stripped her off her pajamas, she gasped and stared at them. "What the hell? Where is my husband? Call him now!" She screamed, but the robots continued their work, bathin

If you could just make me thinner, I promise I would never miss another Sunday service again. Quickly, with a mixture of excitement and anxiety about the wedding, I descended the stairs in the direction of the Maid's chambers. Paradoxically, I felt both eager and anxious about what the future held. Mrs. Cha was waiting for me, boiling some delicious Indian chai leaves, and setting me some sweets and biscuits as a parting treat. She treated me with love and care, just as a mother would do for her child. Without a doubt, she would be much missed by me.

I raced down the hall with my heart pounding,I don’t know what went wrong with her only for me to see her backing me and staying in front of the maid’s door and my maid holding my girl,it seems like my little girl is scared of seeing her. What did you do to her I asked,taking my girl off her into my arms. She replied me but in a rude way and this got me more angry. Be careful of what you do in this house I replied ignoring how she replied,meet me in the living room by 8:00pm so I can read out my rules and regulations to you clean and clear I said leaving her a fixed.

Maraïda's POV One phone call had turned into him driving off without even telling me where he was going. I waited for almost four hours in my room. I decided to run down stairs for a glass of water. I was a few feet away from the kitchen entrance when I heard one of the maids talking, "This really sucks. This house was a lot livelier with Madame Sophia around." The first maid said, "Yeah. Everything changed when that woman, that surrogate got here," she wore a disgusted scowl on her face,