The Maid No Longer Desires Her Master Wiki Novels & Stories

she wore a disgusted scowl on her face, "Hey, don't talk about miss Maraïda like that. You know she's the new lady of the house now," another maid added, "New lady my foot! That woman is a sneaky bitch! She just wants to replace Madame Sophia in Mr. Shenko's life." The second maid with the scowl repeated, "Cassidy!!!" The head maid, I remember was called Fatou, scolded her, "Stop! What ever happens in our superiors lives is none of our business. We are here to work and that is just what we should do."

Some leaned against the kitchen counter, some sat on it, some sat on the island, some sat on the stool surrounding it, and some stood idly, leaving the two witnesses in the middle. “So, here's how it is…” The first maid started. “Young mistress had decided to go greet the first young master. When she approached him…” She stepped forward, showing how she moved. “... Young master just pushed her out of his way, saying that Don't touch me. Your touch disgusts me.’” She thickens her voice, mimicking his. The second maid tapped her fastly until she hissed and motioned for her to continue from where she stopped. The second maid clapped before taking a strand of hair away from her face. Then, she p

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?

She raised her voice, as though about to call out. The maid froze, overwhelmed by Miranda’s sharpness and composure. She hastily said, “Miss Miranda, please don’t call anyone!” If this escalated, her master wouldn’t spare her life. “Miss Miranda, this really isn’t a bad thing for you. Why make things difficult for a lowly maid like me?” The maid was caught in an impossible situation—unable to disobey her master but equally unable to withstand Miranda’s threat. Her face filled with resentment and frustration as she stared at Miranda with a mix of grievance and dissatisfaction.

the first maid replied, now holding a classy, blue dress in her hands. “Does he not have a mate or something?” I asked, knowing that if he did, then they should have witnessed something much better than this. Plus, he was doing too much for a woman who was merely a temporary guest… Me. “I would hate to intrude on their space or cause her to think too much of this.” The maids looked at each other for more than a minute, speaking to themselves with unspoken words. Then they turned to me. “The Master doesn't have a mate. He was to have a chosen mate but their engagement was called off.”

Malik looking straight into her eyes he questioned. Its not a big deal why bother the old woman's peaceful rest. And you l do think that you surely have more important things to do than care about a maid like me. Her head down she outtered. If you only know that you aren't just a maid to me, you wouldnt have said that. Of course that was in his mind.Helooked at her but didn't say another word.

The maid said in a shaky voice: “Before I became a rogue, I was a maid working in this elder’s house. My mistress suspected her husband of having an affair. And she thought he was banging one of the maids in the house. She fired and expelled all of us for it!” The maid pointed a finger at Chloe and snarled furiously: “But it was you! I lost my job, left my hometown, and became a rogue because of you! You tramp…Why did you have to fuck another woman’s husband?!” Chloe clenched her teeth looking humiliated, and growled, “Shut your fucking hole! I can do whatever I want!” “But my mistress had a miscarriage because of her husband’s affair!” the maid cried, “You have blood on your hand!”

"Is that a serious question?" "Yes." "You can't control who you fall for. I've never developed any romantic feelings for her, and I don't believe that I would." "Okay." I was satisfied with his answer. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure, baby." "What's the truth behind the previous maid? The one you said you didn't fire." He ran his fingers through his straight black hair as he sat up straight, looking at the horizon instead of me. He seemed emotional. Maybe they were involved.

But no she wasn't at all. She has been our maid for months now. And never keep near me at all, less talk to me. She always hangs out with her friends only. Something about her just set me inside on fire, make me feel things I never felt before. Am I a guy who doesn't do any strings attached relationships?

"Two years ago, there was another maid. Beautiful girl, about your age. He got obsessed with her for about three months. Private dinners, gifts, the whole thing. And then one day, she was just... gone. Dismissed. No explanation. No references." The words felt like ice water. "What happened to her?" "No idea. Mrs. Chen won't talk about it. But the point is...Mr. Blackwood doesn't do relationships. He does obsessions. And when the obsession ends, so does everything else." Aria's chest tightened. Was that all this was? An obsession that would burn out? "I appreciate the warning," she said carefully. "But I can handle myself."