The Housemaids Secret Novels & Stories

********** ~Adams~ I returned from the field to meet an eeriely quiet house. That wasn't unusual because our house was quiet. We don't have any maids living with us. The maids we have come to the house three times. Dad would never allow any maid to live with us. That's just to make sure nobody finds out about his secret. He would never want words to get out about how he treats his wife. My eyes scanned the entire lenght of the sitting room with my throat in my mouth. Unease settled unto the pit of my stomach.

Yeah she's right, it's their job but it has something to do with me, I was the root of all this but I just kept quiet and didn't ruin our quality time together. Days after my first day in our new school, I felt glad because I didn't receive any gifts from that man, no flowers, no chocolates, and no letters. But I hope he sends me one because in that way they could finally catch him. After all, the private investigators set up a hidden camera on that M&B express, so they knew who was leaving the gifts in there, but it was a failure because he didn't show up anymore, which was odd, did he knew about the hidden camera? How? Ring! ring! Ring!

If I could figure out what was used to make it, I could possibly determine which household had access to those ingredients or which people were capable of producing something like it. Serena hesitated, her eyes darting around nervously before she finally spoke. “The maids' chambers… under the pillow,” she confessed. My gaze sharpened immediately. So there was still poison hidden inside the mansion. And she had kept it in the maids' chambers, where anyone could have stumbled across it if they weren't careful. “I've told you everything. Please let me go!” she pleaded, her voice breaking as she pressed her hands together. I stared down at her, watching her beg for the life she had almost taken

She couldn't resist correcting them when they discussed areas of interest, pointing out secret exits, potential hideouts for contraband, intel-gathering spots, and rooms suitable for concealing weapons and ammunition. Jenny was vividly reminded of her childhood when her maid had hurriedly ushered her out of a hidden room filled with brick-like packages of white powder. Though unaware of their significance at the time, her maid's panicked reaction hinted at something illicit. The maid constantly fussed over her, always setting her to some task. Jenny, prone to daydreaming, often found herself thwarted in her quest for a moment's peace.

said one of the maids . " Open the door . " said butler George . The maid behind the butler opened the door as he ordered but she noticed that the door was locked . " Sir , the door is locked . " said the maid confused . Before the butler could say anything they heard the door being unlocked and opening . " Who is it ? " said Catherine as she rubbed her eyes .

Seven and the maid entered the same building from the night before, Seven was heading to the same room when she heard the maid say, “Miss you are on another floor.” Seven thought that they would just move up a single floor, but instead, they moved up to the third floor. Inside the room was a bed, the bathroom, her suitcase and in addition there was a sofa, a center table with some magazines and television. “Miss I will get your dinner for you now,” the maid said and then walked away. The maid was impressed, this was the start of her fifth week working to attend to the candidates and the third candidate that she was assigned to. The first one only managed to be a temporary secretary, the seco

"Father when picking a good housemaid, she should not be as beautiful as me. If she is going to be by my side and follow me, then she should be invisible to everyone other than the person whose hands she waits on. She must take good care of only me. If I get all of the good qualities in a maid, I am set for success. Then instead of her serving me, she is going to have eyes for my husband instead. Father we have to pick one who is average looking so all the attention will be on me when I enter the room." The small missus of the house strutted around the yard as all the prospective maids were standing in an odd formation around the courtyard.

Sir Adrian, the Master's secretary had already informed them about the young miss being the Master's wife and this made them all nervous and cautious so they also don't get in trouble. "What part of 'I'm not Hungry!' don't you understand?? " I was furious and ended up taking it out on the poor maid even though I didn't mean to... The maid trembled in fear as her head hung low..... "Please, ma'am my job means alot to me and I don't wanna lose it..." The maid whispered and only then did I notice that I'd crossed the line.... I heaved a sigh as I gently massaged my temple... I remembered locking myself in last night so how the hell were they able to enter the room?

The second maid also lowered her head, adding remorsefully, "I'm so sorry, sir." The two maids had been covertly listening in on Marcellus and Larisa when they heard Marcellus's initial outcry from the master bedroom, unbeknownst to Mrs. Mary, the head maid. They both remained at the doorway with their ears closely pressed against the door, perplexed when they didn't hear anything coming from the bedroom. The second maid then advanced and peered into the room, her hands unconsciously gripping the doorknob. "Let me see," the first maid murmured as she attempted to move the second one out of her way to get a glimpse. Suddenly, the second maid's hand went down to the doorknob without her awaren

The maid's eyes lingered on mine as if conveying a secret message. "Is there a note or something?" I asked, searching the box. The maid nodded. "Inside, ma'am." I opened the box, revealing a stunning evening gown, its silk fabric shimmering in the light. A note lay on top. I stared at the note, the words seared into my mind: "Make sure not to mess things up. I'll be watching you." - Mrs. Smith The dress, once a beautiful gesture, now felt like a thinly veiled threat. A reminder that I was being pulled into a world where secrets and expectations reigned.