The Maid Audiobook Novels & Stories

the maid said, standing up and leaving Gina's cell. As soon as the maid left, Gina reluctantly looked at the unappetizing food. She was extremely hungry and wasn't sure if she could survive another minute without eating. After much contemplation, she picked up the spoon and started eating. Just as she began eating, her door opened again, and a group of maids entered her cell, standing in front of her. With her mouth full of food, Gina asked, "How can I help you?" "It's almost time to serve his lordship. Please come with us now," one of the maids replied. Gina was confused. "Serve his lordship? How am I supposed to do that?"

Maida was walking toward them with a smile on her face, looking far healthier than before. "Speak of the devil." Mariella muttered under her breath. ********* Elder Gavin pushed open the door to Maida's room expecting to see her resting on the bed like usual. But instead— The room was empty. Only a maid remained inside, arranging the sheets neatly across the bed. His brows immediately furrowed. "Where is Maida?" he asked sharply. The maid flinched slightly before bowing respectfully. "I... I don't know exactly, Elder Gavin." she answered nervously. "But I think I overheard her saying something before leaving."

Hayden roared at the maid angrily. She started shaking in fear. The maid nodded her head. With tears in her eyes, she ran in the direction of Dabria's bedroom. Shaking in fear for her future, the maid turned the knob and opened the door. She stepped into the bedroom and slowly walked into the room. Her eyes widened as her eyes went towards the bed. The maid screamed on top of her lungs as she witnessed something that was near to impossible. "What are you doing inside my bedroom? Get out, NOW!" The maid heard Dabria yelling at the maid. She ran out of Dabria's bedroom and Dabria locked the door.

Maid felt a pang when she saw a lot of broken glass mixed with blood that was still flowing thickly. "Is she okay? Has your heartache been eased by this?" The maid stared at the body of the lady who looked miserable to her and probably horrible to others. The maid's heart sank every time she found a wound on the lady's body as she tended to her. The maid initially tending to the lady never once heard the slightest sound whether it was a scream from the pain of the wound being treated or a small word of encouragement. The maid thought this beautiful lady was handicapped because she could not speak but, one night she heard cries and screams of pain from inside the lady's room which made the ma

Not ever. “Miss! Miss!” The maid’s voice pierced through the fog of her thoughts. Mia slowly turned, her face expressionless. She had heard the maid call her the first time, but the idea of speaking felt like too much. She didn’t have the strength to engage in any more small talk, certainly not with someone who served Lord Bryan. What was she here for? To mock her? Mia scoffed. “Miss, sorry about what happened,” the maid said hesitantly, stepping closer. “Do you need a hot bath? Or anything else?”

I soon heard voices coming from the living room, those voices getting louder upon me drawing nearer. There the rest of the maids were gathered, all engrossed in a conversation, while their voices filled the area. They sure had taken no notice of my form lingering by the corner, while their utterances travelled to my ears. "I'm not happy with that new girl joining us" "Our pay could be reduced all cause of her" I heard Kate say. "Why do you say that? The girl is but a child" The older woman spoke. Mary is her name, if I'm not mistaken.

Give me patience to deal with this girl. How are children of these days are raised. Magdalena went on to scold Rim who is the newest maid that just joined them many times as she wished. . She doesn't know how to clean, cook and even wash clothes yet she is the old woman's favorite. I think this unfair. Interjected Harriet another maid around in the kitchen.

While the house-maiden rank, also called the House maids is held by girls who have spent more than 7 years in the house. Even though none of the girls living in the mansion has seen Mr Ho up close, the only thing they’re familiar with is his voice, side views and really loud intimate sessions his friends have with girls brought from the Harem. Desire picked up the love letter in front of the mirror stand and smiled at the memory of Chang, the guy who had been secretly sending her love letters after they had met on her first day out of the mansion. She’ll be thrilled to see him again. It has been six years and eleven months since Desire was brought into the house and a month to her becoming a

The rider vanished into the white abyss without a sound. The second rider tried to swerve, but Ava corrected the drift and slammed the Mustang’s nose into his side, pinning him against the rock wall until his engine exploded in a ball of fire. She didn't look back. She cleared the bridge and pushed the engine to its limit, the Mustang a black streak against the white world. She had the files. She had the blood. And as the dawn began to break over the horizon, painting the snow in a cold, pale light, Ava Spencer realized the "Maid" was dead.

“Hello, hello, he said to me while Thelma was prompting me to answer him. I gave in after a few seconds of fear and doubt. Hi…uhm hello, I was stuttering. Whose is on the line please, he asked sharply. Oh sorry, it's Isabella. Your maid, Isabella. Thelma hit me for referring to myself as the maid. I don't know what she was expecting me to say. Would I have introduced myself to him as his girlfriend? Who wouldn't have his own girlfriend's number? Why doesn't he have my number all this while?