The Maid No Longer Desires Her Master Wiki นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

How much more of this would I have to keep enduring? "It is very beautiful." My maid said, her eyes watering up. "Master is very sweet." It would seem that so soon, she had forgotten what the past weeks had looked like. She had forgotten my suffering, forgotten all about how much of a monster her Master was just Because of a pretty necklace. I wanted to trade places with her. I wanted to be a happy carefree maid who didn't know much. I wanted to have the liberty to come and go at my own freewill.

The voice appeared cold and hoarse . " Mistress..but Master has said " she muttered but received a piercing glare from the woman . The maid sighed hard . She was bounded . One side was the cliff and another the well . She was strictly informed to feed her otherwise her job is in danger . " fuck with whatever your master says ...I will never eat.. what if they added something to kill me instead " she muttered and the young maid's eyes widened . They will never do that . They have witnessed her master's love for the lady . If he wanted to kill her why would he keep her alive this far but the woman was devoid of her senses . She was really judging him being the most negative and cruel person of

he said fiercely. But the maid didn’t struggle; instead, she gave a thin smile—sad and almost relieved. “I served her long before you ever touched her hand. I carried the tray and brought meals to her room. I cleaned blood from her sheets. I heard her crying in the dark when no one else listened.” Vincent tightened his grip on the maid’s neck as he questioned. “What do you mean?” The maid's voice dropped to a whisper. “She has always belonged to this house…and I… I was ordered never to speak.”

The billionaire narrowed his eyes at the maid. The maid hurriedly claimed all the credit. “Sir, it’s a salted coffee recipe I invented myself!” She walked closer and gently took the empty cup from his hand. Their fingers brushed accidentally, but unlike every other time, this time he didn’t get angry. “Why are you still standing there? Get out.” “Yes, sir!” The billionaire’s coldness snapped her out of her fantasy. The maid could only leave sadly. Assistant Mark watched her retreating figure with pity in his eyes.

She cooed, much to the terror of the elderly maid, “Alright then,since you don’t want this vase to come down on your skull, you agree I’m your mistress right?!” Hilda clenched her starched maid dress tightly in her hands before nodding her head up and down, “Yes, you’re my mistress.” “Good,” Maya grinned, “And what do you call your mistress?” Hilda gritted her teeth, furious beyond measures now as tears of hatred spilled over her cheek. She glared up at Maya. ‘This crazy bitch will not get away with this! I swear with my life!” Maya saw the glare and her own smile faded slowly. She reached out her hand with the vase and slowly raised the maid’s chin using the vase.

the second maid said, her voice trembling slightly. “This is for the wedding,” she explained. I couldn’t help but laugh, “You’re all crazy in this damn house!" I hissed, "Go tell your fucking master that I am not his fucking slave! Over my dead body will I marry a cruel creature like him.” The maids flinched at my outburst, their eyes wide with shock. I didn’t care. My heart raced, fueled by a mixture of anger and desperation. “I’m not playing his stupid game. I refuse to be a pawn in whatever sick plan he has!”

"At least no one will be sending me errands like a maid." "Like a maid?" Rothchild stared back at her again. "As if you are not one. They are not treating you like a maid, you were actually a maid, and guess what? You will still be a maid in my new house. The only difference is that you will have one master, and that one master is me."

“Madame have no other thing to do for now, Master Menandro can surely have a tea with her. I shall inform the others to prepare a set up outside at once” Bowing her head, she shows great courtesy to him. What can I say about it? When compared to him, she would surely be on his side. His power in compare with me is surely greater like a grain and a sack of rice. Looking at Lilith with a somewhat puppy eye, she didn’t even show a change on her face. This maid, I thought we are friends already?! Smiling back at Mr. Menandro, it seems like I can’t escape my death. I just hope that Aiden won’t see me with him. Or else… I am really doomed.