The Maid Book Club Questions Novels & Stories

Amber hesitated - unsure if the question demanded a reply or was simply a grumble to herself. "A girl," she answered softly. The woman's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "Smart mouth," she sneered. "Too bad that'll be humbled here." Amber frowned, puzzled by the bitterness, but said nothing more. The woman stepped aside and opened the door wide. Amber noticed a packed box standing just inside, an unspoken farewell to the role about to be passed on. "I'm Cressida," the woman said flatly, "ex-maid as of today." Amber blinked. "Wait, you lived here?"

Every porcelain vase, every book on the library shelves, and every picture frame looked as if it had been placed there with millimetric precision. While I was wiping down a rosewood side table in the main hallway, Angelina appeared to oversee my progress. I couldn't contain my curiosity and broke the silence. "Angelina... Can I ask you a question?" I began, slowing the movement of my hands. "The house is so immaculate and perfectly kept. I was wondering if you really needed a live-in maid around here." Angelina stopped beside me, crossing her arms over her gray pantsuit.

I heard the maid and signed in relief to see that she had brought the book. "How did you bring it through the checking? Also I am sorry to put you in this risk." The maid got scared hearing my apologies and said I shouldn't not apologize to maids like her and said she brought the book along with other books and the guards are too lazy to check what book she was carrying.

seasonings are. Why did the Alpha choose to punish me like this! You all are useless!" Dina lamented, insulting and complaining about the three maids in the kitchen with us. The situation wasn't making sense until I took a sneak peek at the three maids in the kitchen. My mouth dropped open when I saw that the supposed old maids weren't old at all. In fact, they look too young to be chefs or kitchen maids. I wanted to ask questions but I figured I would know if I listen closely to Dina's tirade. It was only a matter of time before she spewed everything I needed to know. And I was right but the problem is, if I had listened to the other maid's gossip I wouldn't have had to pretend that my leg

said one of the maid , her expression rather hideous " its your order , we have been following your orders all along .Its you who wanted to keep the lady as down trodden as possible " " That's right " chimed in another maid " its all because of you that we lost our jobs , you gotta help us !" " And what if I don't ?" said Marge her voice fierce as she glared at the group of maids " What are you gonna do ?" " You don't want to challenge us Marge " said the maid who spoke earlier " If you find help us out ; we will let the Lord know that it was you who ordered us to do so "

She let out. “Who knew there was something called the valedictorian?” Ashley had pulled closer to me, eyes shifting off the screen onto my figure. “What about our husbands?” Another voice followed. “What gets them going?” The speaker questioned. “This” And then came another slideshow, with the image of two figures popping up. “Men love the doggy” “If that doesn’t work on them, I believe the cowgirl would” “And while you take your territory on his body, I need you ladies to ride like your life depended on it”

"As my maid, you need to apply to the rules and regulations written in this book, you are expected to resume duty by 6:00 am any seconds delayed you will be penalized for it." "note that as my maid I own you and anything I ask of you should be granted immediately without no delay, stealing is highly prohibited. If you are found stealing you will be prosecuted, you are to serve me my meal at 7:00 am. And lastly do not talk when am talking except you are asked to." "Your work starts tomorrow." After reading the article, Ashley pushed the paper away with a sign and sat lost in thoughtful silence. "Is it true?" Chloe asked watching her eagerly.

' She answered, focusing on the TV. 'I think you should really stay here, till I text you. ' 'Wasn't planning on leaving this room.' She answered rudely. 'I know we've put you through hell, I'm not proud of what I did. They are my friends though, and it's a tradition to spend Fridays here. Not like I can kick them out, I'm sorry. 'Why are you apologizing, or better yet giving me explanations why you can't ask them to leave? It's your house, I'm just a maid nothing more. I don't care what you do with your friends.

I am so over it! This book is incredibly boring and overly dramatic. I mean why can’t it be more of reality less of lies and unnecessary drama? I leave the book on the table and make my way to the kitchen for a refreshing glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice. As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the maid, who was busy getting lunch ready. "Is there anything you need, Luna Bella?" The maid asks. I notice her name, Melinda, beautifully embroidered on her dress before I respond with a smile, "Yeah, I could use some fresh squeezed orange juice, please."

The maid said,I scoffed in disbelief and nodded as the maid understood and walked away. I looked down at the book and the vision of hat happened and flooding back to my mine as I looked around to be sure there was no maid behind me while I slowly opened it, and my just then my face came to view and then luther as I couldn’t look at it any more and looked says,I really hopped this was just a joke and it wasn’t someone spying on me.