Novel & Cerita Jasmine Vega Maid

"Honey, someone called me and they said they want Lynn Versoza" "Who?" "I don't know, they want us to send her out" "No, she already signed another contract, I won't let her go" "This person already send me five million to get the maid called Lynn Versoza " Selena's eyes was widened... "What? Five million, who is that person?" "Then let's do what that person says,as if we can't afford another maid" Selena immediately called Lynn. Lynn went to madam and she is confused....

The maid stepped in, a silk robe draped over her curves, carrying a tray with two glasses of champagne. “I see you know what’s expected,” I growled, slamming the door in the headmistress’s face as she scurried off. The maid looked like a gazelle wide-eyed, innocent—but I knew better. Rumors said Velan trained them all, molded them to crave his every twisted whim. “Kneel,” I ordered, voice thick with hunger. “Open the robe.” She obeyed, dropping to her knees, parting the silk to reveal her tempting body beneath. That feverish glint in her eyes—fuck, it was true. “You little slut, you castle whore,” I sneered.

Jasmine called her maid "what do you need ma'am? Her maid answered immediately "I want chips and 2 bottles of cola to my room immediately" she ordered "Right away miss" Martha replied and left the room "Let us go to my bedroom" she squealed,and i hummed We went up the elegant and glass stairs,which shine at day to a purple colored room with a cotton candy bedsheet and a pink fluffy mat I fell on the bed because i was tired and so did Jasmine "I don't chips will cut it" i said holding my tummy

In a way, the maid loved it because Amelia was finally standing up for herself, but she didn't equally want to get in trouble by just doing everything Amelia says. Letting out another heavy sigh, her hands slowly folding her clothes, showing how shy she was. "My name is Jasmine,” she said with a small smile on her face. "Jasmine" Ivy repeated. The maid smiled and nodded. The fact that someone cared to ask her for her name really made her day. "I would get going now ma'am, you won't want to be late for Miss Emily's party. "Sure, sure, carry on." Jasmine ran out of the room to get Miss Amelia's favourite dress which she had already prepared. Amelia and Ivy were surely two opposites but there w

Am so sorry madam I wasn't watching where I was going. If I may ask? " are you okay?" The lady answered and said, I need a house helper who can clean and cook, etc cause I travel a lot and I won't have time. I have a son who is about your age but he is busy helping with our family company. I replied and said that wouldn't be a problem at all. Cause I can do all that. Excuse Me, young lady, what's your name? Lilly Kings and my name is Rose Jones.

Suddenly, the loud clicking sounds of heels distracted my attention and I whipped around. Jasmine walked inside the kitchen, all glammed up in a ghastly purple-coloured dress. Her purse and shoes matched the color of the dress at some point. There was heavy makeup on her face. "Here you are," She spoke, her voice stretching at the end, "I did not know Alex had put you in for a job as a maid as well. Regardless, it's a good decision, at least you are becoming useful in some way since you are a waste of time and money, anyways."

Wearing a nightgown that didn’t belong to this century. “Hi, Jasmine,” she said. I froze. “Who are you?” She tilted her head. “I’m the reason they watch you.” “What does that mean?” She smiled. “They made you a map. You keep ripping it up.” “I don’t want their map.” “I know. That’s why you’re still you.” “What’s behind Door #3?” Her eyes darkened. “That’s not yours. Not yet.” “And Door #1?” She stepped closer. “You’ll go there last.”

his friend Mason's words ring in his head. Drake is getting frustrated. Everything related to her is a mystery. "Sir, coffee" the familiar Jasmine scent assaulted his nostrils. He looked down his balcony and looked at the fully bloomed Jasmine flowers in the flower garden. The maid's voice is a little similar to that of his mates. His mate sounded strong and confident. But this maid is timid and weak. Are you comparing your mate with a maid drake? He scolded himself. Drake turned and accepted the coffee brought by the maid, without sparing her a single glance.

I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but this whole situation felt so strange, like I’d stepped into someone else’s life. Jasmine’s smile didn’t falter, though her eyes softened with understanding. “It’s okay, you don’t have to ask,” she said, her voice warm and earnest. “You’re a princess, and this is the tradition here. It’s not like I’m complaining—being a handmaid is one of the only duties omegas like me can take on. I’m honored to serve you, milady, if you’d let me do my job.” Her words were sincere, her smile steady, and I could see the pride in her eyes, like this role meant something to her, something bigger than I could understand.

When the maid wiped her back and dressed, she discovered that the young woman's skin was much softer than usual. The young girl slept very well that night, enjoying a good night's sleep with the elegant fragrance of flowers. Soon the scented soap ran out, and the rich lady urged the maid to go to Joseph's house to buy more. When José saw this, he took the box of jasmine base made by Selena and sold 2 silver coins as the girl asked, the maid did not even make a counteroffer and gave José 3 silver coins, and then left in a carriage carrying away some fragrant soap and the foundation.