Ugly Maid の小説・ストーリー

Muse Club, a top-tier playground for the wealthy, had been rented out for the night. Sensual lights flickered, and DJ music blared deafeningly. Lucia wore a bachelorette queen's sash and stood in the center of the dance floor, dancing passionately and soaking up the cheers and adoration. "Let's toast to the future Madre!" "The Principessa is so lucky. That Underboss is the most untouchable man in this city, and you still landed him!"

She lifted her head but the young lass seems lost in staring at her. Her black eyes that looked deadly but seems innocent. "Fine."she said. "Hmmmm?..."Larry asked as he placed his elbow on the desk and rested his jaw on it. He was still lost at staring at her. She looks more gorgeous with the way her black shoulder length hair covered part of her left eyes. This is what the French lass called..A'la cut'e☺️. "I...I..said I will be your maid. Now, please,let the surgery commence."she repeated.

Just merely seeing that little smelly creature makes me feel like I'm going to die. "That's what I'm trying to do, ma'am," said the maid, who now had one hand on my waist. I squeezed myself against her chest. She is taller than I am, maybe only two inches. I was really stunned by the beauty of her voice, but my fear of rats was more dominant, so I was still very scared. In fairness, the maid smells so good. I can feel the strength of her arm too. I feel like she can protect me anytime I need it. I am really feeling the moment. So, I came up with a good idea.

she asked being the dumb woman she is. "I mean, if you did look in the mirror you wouldn't be calling my maid ugly. How old are you anyway? Hundred. I think the word ugly truly describes you from head to toe." I snickered, making sure to look at her from top to bottom to emphasize what I had just said. Paige quietly laughs behind me. "How…how dare you insult me. The Alpha will surely hear of this." She says and storms out of the room. "You….can be…very mean…sometimes.", Paige speaks in between laughs.

“Ah, he’s not here, he’s at work, he went to work this morning, who are you?” “What?! And how dare you ask who I am? My god, and who are you, huh? Do I need to repeat myself? Really?” “Ah, sorry, I’m a new maid here,” I apologized, feeling a bit annoyed by her presence. “Get out,” she suddenly said, so I looked at her, and she sneered, “What, do you think I’m stupid enough to be fooled? I know you’re not a maid here, Kalix never hired a maid, are you his woman? Get out of here!”

Would I be able to handle my responsibilities? The next morning, I woke up early to prepare myself for my first day at work. I turned around to see a woman standing there, her eyes filled with curiosity. She had a stern expression on her face, but there was a hint of kindness in her eyes. "I'm Ley, the new maid," I replied with a smile, trying to hide my nervousness. The woman looked me up and down, assessing me. "Well, Ley, you better be prepared. This mansion is not for the faint-hearted. Many maids have come and gone, unable to handle the demands of this place."

She straightens her posture, holding her ground, and swiftly shuts down his outburst. Her voice carries a stern tone, demanding respect, as she asserts, "I am not your maid. Show me some respect..." In a surge of fury, Tristan lunges forward, his grip tightening around her arm as he tries to exert control. The pressure of his grip and the intensity of his touch reveal the depth of his anger. His voice drips with venom as he utters, his words cutting deep, "Oh, really? You may not be my maid, but let me tell you, you're even worse than she could ever be! You're a nobody!"

Her clothes were so neat and well-ironed, maids was the envy of every girl in the clan. Kaida is strong and extremely wicked. She stood there looking at me groaning in pain. “Please help me”. I begged her but she hissed, She came closer, pulled, and gave me a resounding hot slap, the second ears went numb that minute. “To think you actually think so highly of yourself”. Maida laughed hysterically.

She turned, her black orbs glaring daggers at me. "Babe, who is this?". She asked him, her eyes scanning me in disgust. "My housekeeper". Not the truth but a little better off than the truth. "Ohh, a new maid!". I clenched my teeth at her use of the word maid. "Better off than Stella anyway". She added.

She was just making a noise with the sound of someone who is in pain. Jack slowly approach the maid and was confuse why the maid doesn't attack him. Jack look at the face of their maid who has an unpleasant look and lots of worm on her face. Jack resent too much on their maid. Why does she look like that? Out of curiousity from Jack's face.