The Maid Pdf Novels & Stories

“You’re early. We weren’t expecting until tomorrow." I didn’t look at Anne. My gaze was locked on the girl. “Anne. Explain.” Anne’s hands fluttered nervously. “This is Jasmin Rose. Your new maid.” My what? I scanned her slowly, deliberately. No. She didn’t look like any maid I’d ever seen. She looked like a goddess who had no business cleaning my penthouse. “My maid,” I repeated, voice heavy with disbelief. “Yes, sir. The replacement you requested.” Right. I had told Anne to find someone. Someone efficient, discreet, manageable. But this… This was trouble wrapped in denim and silk. And my body was betraying me with every passing second.

"I don't play the odds. I play for the person who pulled the locket out of the fire." Caleb pulled her into a kiss that tasted of salt, blood, and a $100 Billion victory. The "Contract" was dead. The "Secret" was out. And the "Maid" had finally become the Master of the Game.

“Alright then, let’s see how long you can resist.” His fingers continued their relentless exploration, parting her slick folds, drawing shudders from her body. Cordelia’s hips twitched, disgusted at her own involuntary response. Her thoughts spiraled—fear and confusion warring within her. She couldn’t understand why this was happening. She had no enemies, yet here she was, kidnapped and violated. “You’re not just wet—you’re already used to my fingers,” the man taunted, his gaze dripping with contempt for the innocent-faced woman beneath him. “Well? Doesn’t it feel good?”

Suddenly the door she rested on pushed open slightly; the maid became alert, but seeing as the people inside didn't notice, the maids still stayed put. She could now see what was happening in the room from the small space of the open doors. It was Vashi, with another maid pleasuring her. The spying maid felt her thighs becoming wet; she bit her lips hard as she watched her right hand slowly gliding up under her dress… But what she sees next stuns her. The maid pleasuring Vashi suddenly rolls over the bed and falls on the floor…dead. The maid's left hand flew to her mouth as her eyes shone in shock, her other hand quickly coming out from under her dress. She quickly turns around and leaves wi

Seeing me, she didn't even greet me and the way she reacted, she definitely recognize me. Trying to ignore her, we tried to enter but she blocked the entrance. "I’m very sorry, but we’ve been instructed not to allow you in," the maid said boldly. "What? Are you crazy? How dare an ordinary maid act so pompous? Don’t you know who she is?" May yelled at her, but the maid just scoffed. "Of course I know. She was the bastard brought to this house, but it turns out she’s not just a bastard but a witch who killed her own parents and tried to frame someone else for it."

It was as if they all went to the same school to learn how to mistreat people of lower classes because as soon as he discovered that I was a maid, he became cold. I did not know if I hated the ones like Dominic who already presented themselves as rude and showed that we would never be of the same class or if I hated the ones like Scout who started off kind and sweet only to suddenly become rude. “Anyway, there are a few dishes for you to wash,” he said I walked away and headed to the tiny room to change out of my clothes and back into my maid uniform and then went to the kitchen. There were barely any dishes in the sink. It was literally just two empty glasses and one plate in the sink.

Isabella's POV The joy I felt can not be quantified. I sat on my bed, taking in all the changes in here. I'm just a maid, how can I have such a lovely room? I know I said yes to being Nate's girl but still, my job description in this house is for me to be a maid. I wonder what I have done or what it was that I'm doing at this moment of my life that made me deserve this. This is a little too much I must say.

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.

“What is this about?” “This maid,” I explained, “claims to know things about Sarah. But she’ll only speak with a promise of her life. You’ll bear witness to my word.” Justin’s eyes flicked to the trembling girl. “Speak then. And pray what you say is worth sparing your neck.” The maid’s breath came quick and shallow. She glanced between us, as if measuring whether we’d actually keep our word. “I…I am Lady Sarah’s spy,” she whispered finally. My jaw clenched.

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.