The Housemaids Secret Reviews の小説・ストーリー

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?

Quietly, she crept out of her hiding place and made her way to the dining table. “Ma'am I see that you're enjoying your meal, do you need anything else..?” Maya's mood worsened at the maids remark, she lifted her head slightly, “Did he pay you to make me more irritated? I'm stuck in this big house eating things that I don't want to eat—” “I can cook anything that you want to eat..” Maya's brows rose suspiciously, “Are you sure?” The maid nodded gently. “Of course, but it would be a little secret between the both of us. If the young master finds out, he'll fire me..”

This big stupid house had more ears than walls. ‎ ‎I closed my eyes, inhaling through my teeth. ‎ ‎I knew they whispered sometimes everyone in houses like this did but hearing it out loud? Hearing me described like some embarrassing soap-opera disaster? ‎ ‎That one hurt. ‎ ‎I stepped into view. ‎Deliberately. ‎ ‎Their faces drained of color instantly. ‎ ‎The first maid tripped over her own feet trying to stand straight. “Miss Miss Vivienne” ‎ ‎“You forgot to whisper quieter,” I said calmly. Too calmly.

The boys followed her from the moment she left her mansion in Ridgewood, New Jersey until the moment they got off in the Bronx, waiting for the best opportunity, the only one they had was the moment they got off, the desperation of seeing the situation they were in left her too stunned, and too inattentive. It was easy, it was too easy, I watched the robbery process from afar, Amber and her mother were so shocked at having fallen so far down the social ladder, that they didn't even care, the hired boys didn't miss the opportunity, and started loading all the suitcases they had taken there, there were nine in all. A complete absurdity!

The last thing I remembered hearing was, “we got her.” ** |Sean's POV| "She's in the mansion, tied on a chair, in the basement. Two guards are in front of her cell." Jake, one of my men informed. He was standing straight with his hands behind his back. "She killed someone. The sight was gruesome. The man had a dick in his mouth and his face was completed unrecognisable. I'm telling you, boss, this girl's mental." "And we found her outside the club." Travis, another one of my guys added with a nod. I glanced at him before rolling my eyes, "yeah ‘cause that's where I told you you'd find her, idiot."

Mira’s POV) The older housekeeper’s eyes widened in pure shock as she stood frozen in the dark hallway. Her flashlight beam caught me fully robe hanging open, breasts exposed, thighs still slick from everything that had happened that night. For one long, humiliating second, neither of us moved. Then she muttered something under her breath, turned sharply, and hurried away down the corridor.

Somewhere water ran beneath the floor in hidden channels, soft and steady. The maids did not stare openly. That somehow made it worse. They were perfectly polite. Perfectly careful. Perfectly respectful. One walked ahead. One behind. A third carried folded cloth and murmured instructions to another servant who appeared and disappeared through a side passage. “Your room has been prepared, Your Highness,” the first maid said. I swallowed. “Thank you,” I replied. She lowered her head again. “Of course, Your Highness,” the maid answered.

After going for a trip for one month, Mr and Mrs Damon came back home, so I don't really understand the excitement everyone was feeling. Opening the door and stepping into the room, I saw two other maids already cleaning the room while whispering among themselves. Seeing me entering the room, they quieted down and asked me to mop the floor. Picking up a bucket and a mopper, I started mopping while listening to their whispers. I wasn't eavesdropping or anything, they just wasn't really secretive about what they were saying. Maid one "Did you see the lady that came back with Mr and Mrs Damon?"

The maid then pressed the light fuse, and the light came on. "Ah!" Angela shrieked in surprise at the sight of the room. "So far, I'm the only one who is required to clean up this room. Other maids are not allowed to enter this room; otherwise, they will die," the butler shouted, making Angela horrified herself. Inside the room was a cupboard containing weapons, chains, whips, crowbars, and various knives. Angela walked deeper into the room and approached another door in the room. Obviously, it wasn't the bathroom door because the bathroom door was open and it was in another corner. Angela pressed the doorknob to open it. He looked for a light fuse and turned on the light there.

“Get to the point.” “You want to pay off the debt Heather Kelcey covered for your boyfriend. You want to erase her influence. But you also want to keep your secrets. That doesn’t come cheap.” He stepped closer, eyes boring into mine. “I want a favor. One I’ll collect when I choose. One you won’t refuse.” I hated how calm his voice was. How sure. “And if I say no?” He tilted his head. “Then you walk back out there, watch your boyfriend grow even closer to the woman you despise, and eventually lose everything you tried so hard to protect. The choice is yours, princess.”