The Housemaids Secret Reviews Novels & Stories

“What’s your favorite dessert?” As she spoke, I had already made a mental note to wear the cologne I had in more often, she seemed to like it a lot. “Favorite dessert,” I repeated those words and raised an eyebrow, stiffening a bit as soon as the maids came in bearing the lunch I had ordered prepared beforehand. They kept their heads bowed, their eyes away from Keira and from me, as they were meant to. Still, I never quite overlooked them. Maids, just like guards, were a part of most wealthy households but easily overlooked. Anyone who wasn't careful could easily find their homes riddled with spies.

A maid who had the guts not to show up at her so-called dashing entrance. However, when they heard a click-clacking of a not so high heels going downstairs, they all looked up and gaped in admiration. Christopher and Lauren were smiling secretly. Sebastian and Andy hid their fists greet. Fe and Gloria winked at each other. Dr. Turman and Christian even moved forward to hold her hands. But... Eve was frowning and Albert was fuming in rage. "What is she wearing?" he asked internally. Laila who was behind her smiled with satisfaction.

I counted and we ran back to our building. ** I became restless after hearing about the secret house behind the packhouse. Alaila told me more about the secret house after we got back to our room, and that made me more curious. "The maids said that there is always a strange noise at night," she told me and I shrieked in excitement. "Noise like that of a horror movie?" I asked and she frowned. "This is not a horror movie, Xavia. This is reality. And don't you try to go there" she warned.

She looked at every room with Lila and Berta, the knights stationed at the previous rooms, as they finally reached the maid's room. The maid already told you where the box is but you do not trust her easily, that would be too naive on your part. Instead, she kept an eye on every furniture that can potentially hide secrets, or plans. She opened the cabinet and looked at every place as she noticed the a small hatch near the closet, where the box is hidden as per the maid's words. Amerie's eyes glinted as she turned to Lila and Berta, "Cleared, but I am getting a bit tired. You two don't mind moving along without me, right?"

I obeyed what the man said and followed the maids, who put all the paper bags above the bed where I had slept earlier. I feel sticky, and I really should take a bath. “Was it all for me?” One maid nodded. “Yes, Miss.” After they put all of it above the bed, I immediately hurried to see what was inside. The first thing that caught my attention was the Victoria's Secret paper bag. My eyes widened when I saw different sizes of undergarments inside. Holy moly, Mother of God! I picked those using my index finger and thumb. I know that these are all brand new, but my mind doesn’t want to acknowledge it! Why the hell will Adam buy me these clothes, huh?

Eva's POV. I wasn’t sure what pulled me outside that afternoon, instinct, perhaps, or the faint voice that had been whispering at the back of my mind since my encounter with the house maid... Pay attention to the overlooked, the servants, the guards, they see everything their masters try to hide. The estate was unnervingly quiet, though I had learned that quiet in this place was not peace. It meant chaos and secrets flying through quietly.

"Oh, I can only imagine the sight of these distinguished butlers engaging in such whimsical rituals. It must bring a touch of magic to the mansion!" ‌ Susan nodded, her laughter joining Virginia's. "And that's not all! The maids have their secrets too," she whispered conspiratorially. "Late at night, when the moon is high and the world is asleep, they transform the servant quarters into a dance floor. I've caught glimpses of their secret dance parties, filled with lively music and twirling dresses. It's as if they're transported to another world!" ‌ Virginia's eyes sparkled with delight. "How enchanting! I never would have imagined such hidden festivities happening right under our noses. The

"Your uniforms. You'll get three rotate them for laundry. Mrs. Chen is super strict about appearance, so make sure everything is always pressed and perfect." Aria unzipped the bag and pulled out the uniform. Classic maid attire black dress with white trim, modest neckline, hem that hit just below the knee. Professional. Anonymous. Exactly what she needed. She changed quickly while Lucy kept up her commentary. "So the main thing you need to know is that there are like, unofficial rules on top of the official ones. Like, never go to the third floor unless Mr. Blackwood specifically asks for you that's his private space and he's really weird about it. And don't let James catch you breaking any

Before I could even backtrack and understand how I had gotten here, a crick echoed across the hallway as the bookshelf opened up, revealing a secret passage hidden within the walls. My curiosity took root as I stepped into the passage, the door slamming shut behind me. I had only taken a few steps when I was ambushed by a group of maids. “You're the new girl sent by madam Chasity right?” Before I could even respond and clarify the misunderstanding, I was dragged along with them as we approached a strange door within the passage. She took out a rusted key, unlocking the door and shoving me inside. “Remember, success in pleasing the young master will be rewarded but his dissatisfaction could c

I won't and rolled my eyes one more time and they shrieked in excitement, clapping their hands. The car soon stopped at a big, magnificent gate which opened automatically and the car drove in. The maids immediately filed out to meet us, bowing in greeting to me, taking the luggage, and helping the triplets into the grand living room. "Sasha," I called the middle-aged woman I had employed for the triplets nanny. "Yes, Madam." She answered. "Where is the second lady that would assist you in taking care of my kids?" "I'm so sorry I didn't let you know of the situation at hand," she said in a small voice that was barely above a whisper.