The Maid Novels & Stories

Chapter 36 The moment we step in ,three maids walked toward us. ',good afternoon ma' ' good afternoon sir' they chorused. ',those are your maids Caro' mark said,I nod as I looked at them from head to toe as if they are not human. The smiles on their face vanished. ' this is Brenda,the cook, Tia the cleaner and barbie your personal maid' mark said,as the maids nod ,I was speechless. ' this is Caro, your mistress,don't think I employ you. She is the one.so try all your helps to respect her' mark said. The maid nod.

the maid replied and rushed to her. “What is your name? she asked the maid. “My name is Mara" the maid replied. “From today, you will be my personal maid," Nelly said to her. “Okay madam" the maid replied. “Can you just stop addressing me as madam, it makes me feel old which am not, you are probably older than me, just call me Nelly" “Okay Madam, I mean Nelly" the maid corrected herself. “Show me to my husband's room," Nelly said to the maid and the maid nodded.

Head Maid) Don't be silly child, I watched from the very first day you stepped into this house. You my child are a very hard worker, you help others, trust me was I impressed. You Lillian deserve to rest, you have overworked yourself. So, please go to bed early, Roslyn will take care of the dinner.

Carol: mom that blue maid is no good Chief maid : who's blue Maid Carol: one of the new maids assigned to Derek and Belinda. Her name is actually Blue Chief maid : so she's no good? What did she do? Carol: I caught her flirting with Derek Chief maid: hahaha. She'll soon find his real attitude and run away. She has no idea who he really is Carol : but he was letting her flirt with him Chief maid : maybe he wants to use her and dump her like he does to those rich girls. You know he is a playboy. Why do you care anyway? You don't want Blue to get used by him right?

Then she was gone, leaving Aria standing alone in the lobby, her hands shaking, her breath coming in short gasps. You don't belong in this world. Nobody. Replaceable. Out of your depth. The words echoed in her mind, each one a poisoned dart finding its mark. Because wasn't Victoria right? Wasn't she out of her depth? She was a former maid, a woman who'd lied and stolen and betrayed the man she loved. What business did she have thinking she could survive in Damien's world?

I didn't want to remember that I was alone! After a few hours of crying, I began to feel that my tears were drying up. I looked at the clock and it was almost midnight, so I got out of bed and picked up the box that I had dropped on the floor as soon as I went upstairs, where the uniform was kept. It was like a horror movie to open that box, it contained the prelude to a great nightmare, I took a deep breath as I looked at the garment, it was very reminiscent of the uniform of one of the maids at my old mansion. "I want my house," I mumbled sadly, it was so frustrating and so unreal to be living through all this, even though it was almost two months since I mo

He lamented. “Hey, it's not your fault." She said as Steve helped Ale out of the car. A cab parked in front of their house and the new maid got out with her luggage's walking towards them. “Hi, I'm Roberta the new maid." She greeted. She was a young lady, around 19-20 years old and a college student. “Hello Roberta, come on in," Kathy said as she wheeled Ale in with the maid in tow. “Zoëlla, Bienvenida a casa ( Welcome home )." Her grandma greeted her at the door as she hugged her.

“But listen, I do have something for you. An opportunity.” Tessy straightened a little, curiosity pushing past her irritation. “What kind of opportunity?” “I spoke with some people,” Grams began carefully. “There’s a position open. Not charity, not a handout, just work. A maid job. Before you frown…” she lifted a hand, cutting Tessy off, “...hear me out. They already have a head maid. She wants someone trustworthy under her, someone to oversee the basics and keep things in order. You won’t be scrubbing floors all day; there are plenty of servants for that. She just needs someone dependable. Someone like you.”

The maid was constantly trying to get me to fuck her. My doors opened and I turned, locking eyes with the maid, Ariel. I eyed her suspiciously. She held a large brush-broom in her hand. The girl was a beauty, a complete coincidence that she bore the same name as my mate and was almost as gorgeous. She closed the door and bowed lowly. “Cleaning your quarters my lord.” She said in her a childish voice.

She hesitates, wondering, “Are you going to prepare breakfast?” A casual shrug of his shoulders and his response, "Not today... but I might make breakfast for you one day," leaves her both intrigued and touched by the notion of his culinary efforts. The tranquility is momentarily interrupted by a soft knock on the door, drawing Dominic's attention. He invites the person inside, revealing a maid dressed immaculately in a neat uniform. Elizabeth is taken aback, utterly astonished by the unexpected presence of hired help within their intimate space. “Sir, madam. The breakfast is served,” the maid announces, Elizabeth struggles to comprehend the sudden shift in dy