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Maid At Home

Chapter 5 The Difference

Word Count: 1622    |    Released on: 23/09/2021

. During these two no-classes days, her Aunt Maria was with her

arn how to drive a scooter. They were in fr

r. So that when the time comes that emergency rises and your only option are to take the wheel, at

she thought she had grasped mo

amantha's ten-year-old inquisitive mind

hout exactly glancing at her. She

u continue to

g since their parents passed away for it would just give her a passag

was sitting on the scooter. With a ster

me and our daily needs so he had to stop schooling and worked early. I wanted to help him so I told him I would just finish high school. That's why here I am. To be honest, I learned a lot more abo

nd have a decent and stable job. So that your parents won't be some rich family's

tudy hard!" Samantha smilingly uttered as sh

dn't help

ying me?" a haughty voice of a man star

w. Are you trying to embarrass me?" Ma

o, Sam! How's lif

me better!" she just sh

y is already awesome. How much more if they are billionaires like th

. Get out of here if not, hmm!" she glazed

wink and stroked Samant

will drive you there later. Let's eat first!" Maria re

don't want to go back to the mansion, yet!" Samantha was unwilling to go

s' household early. I am sorry, our baby. Aunt has to earn mone

se, I will behave!" she still insisted as she

ou hear me?" she was already driv

shook her head as she lifte

job. When the right time comes!

t, she just quieted down. When they stopped in a 'Ca

ria greeted the owner wearing an apron with a cheerful

am is here, too. How's life in t

eager to know about the life of wealthy people

he huge difference between sleeping in a comfy bed and sleepin

hem like chalk and ch

ir dashing cars and in uniform drivers, they also

ve to ten salivating mouths was already considered a blessing. They only had splendid cuisines during special occasions like weddings and birthdays. Somet

r lights at night. They bought their herbs in the supermarket, they grew theirs. The wealthy had

d in the life of billionaires, Samant

t b

d her long silky hair and now she was asking herself, what's with the st

rt out. I know you just eat leftovers

ld her hand and took her to one of

ll inhuman to feed a servant that way!" Mrs. Shane added as she gave

led. She immediately took the spoon and

e's stealing your food

rs. Shane!" Samantha smil

back and patte

neighbors. Although Damian looked like a thug, he had a kind heart. Mrs. Shane was always lively and cheerful and she g

ion this afternoon, right?" it was

hane!" Saman

hes I made to your mom. Sha

. They look yummy!

ane glanced at ea

work that night which meant

den emptiness. She was just staring blankly in the l

layed but in their place, her Aunt Maria would definitely gi

e a statue?" a cold domineering

tching her on the foot of the g

s she greeted the approaching haughty princ

a bath before you came here?" he uttered

he opened her backpack and took out the thre

right away. Don't stink the living room!" Alb

Deep inside she wanted

antha murmured while walking out.

ay?" he exclaim

round and plaster

ng Master!" t

ng for her. Now that you are here, my

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“I was an orphan being adopted by a simple family. My dad was a driver of a very powerful businessman. My mom was one of their maids. She was in fact their lady butler. This family with gazillion bank accounts had an only heir, drop dead gorgeous young billionaire, Albert Michaels. He was always the talk of the news both in mainstream and social media along with either a popular pop star diva or a hubristic socialite with voluptuous body and kittenish voice. I, Samantha Reynolds, one of their servants had been stealthily trailing him since the day that I stepped in their grand top of a kind living room. His stone cold aloof aura as he stared at me everytime he caught me gawking at him made him even more attractive and charming than he already was. Till one rainy night, a magical or should I say disaster happened. Arriving at home late and intoxicated while I was busy wiping the glass tea table, he was almost dropping himself on the cold marble floor. Guiding him towards his room, his heaviness was weighing up my petite body. Till we both dropped on his king sized bed with me under him. His glassy eyes tingling my long time desire. His warm rims made me want to wrap them with mine. Till time stood still as the rain continued pouring engulfing the atmosphere with its coldness while him covering me with his burning libido. As we both reached the top, he called a name, ''Madeline!'' D*mn!”