All Chapters of Master Adonis's Maid: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Master Adonis’s Maid Chapter 32: The rain of questionsMaster Adonis walked the whole stairs being inside her, at every step he thrust inside her, he was so much desperate to be with her. He missed her so much while he worked for a week long, but he didn’t know the other way to tell her. He only knows how to fuck her until he couldn’t move her little finger.Devastated, Ashley was just taking his every hard in her sensitive body because of hormonal changes, clutching him tight over his body holding him around the neck. She wanted to yell, hit him, and ask him why he wanted her sister to be dead, but the only thing she could react to was to encourage him with her moaning. Her lips quivered remembering the words Damon said about her elder sister, Amelia. Only the thought of her love, her Master Adonis wanting to kill her, made her freeze her life. On top of that, his mountain of lust and desperation of fucking her made her heart churn. Master Adonis couldn’t able to see the tears flowi

Ashley awoke to a dull ache that pulsed through her body, a reminder of the night before. Her wrists were still sore from the ropes that had bound them, her throat raw from the burning vodka. Adonis had left her tied to the platform, his drunken rage simmering as he had taken his pleasure from her. Now, she lay there, tangled in the sheets, her mind swirling in confusion and fear.She had been reckless in asking about the prisoner, but she had to know. Her heart told her it was connected to her family, to the reasons behind her sister's kidnapping and the vendetta that fueled Adonis's every move. But instead of answers, she had only provoked his wrath, and now she was paying the price.Adonis was nowhere to be seen. The room was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioning. Ashley slowly sat up, her body protesting with every movement. She pulled the covers around her, trying to piece together what little she knew. The prisoner in the basement—was it someone her father had

As the days passed, Ashley found herself navigating the treacherous waters of Adonis's world with a newfound sense of purpose. She played the role of the obedient and devoted lover, all while carefully observing the dynamics within the mansion. Every interaction, every glance exchanged between Adonis and his men, was a potential clue, a piece of the puzzle she was determined to solve.Demon's words echoed in her mind, a constant reminder of the tightrope she was walking. She had to be perfect—neither too submissive nor too defiant, just enough to keep Adonis intrigued and trusting. The nights were the hardest, when she lay beside him, her body aching from his rough touch, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But she had to endure, had to survive for the sake of her sister and her unborn child.One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the mansion in a golden glow, Ashley found herself in the garden. It was one of the few places where she could think clearly, away f

The drive back to the mansion felt like a journey through the depths of hell. Ashley stared out the window, her reflection in the glass a ghostly image of the girl she used to be. The streets blurred into one another, but all she could see was the man’s face—the terror in his eyes, the sound of the gunshot, the lifeless body slumping in the chair.Rocco remained silent beside her, his eyes focused on the road. He seemed unaffected by what had transpired, as if it were just another day, another task checked off his list. But for Ashley, it was a turning point, a moment that would forever define who she was—and who she was becoming.By the time they arrived back at the mansion, the sun had set, casting long shadows across the grand estate. Ashley’s legs felt like they might give out as she stepped out of the car, but she forced herself to stand tall, to mask the turmoil raging inside her. She couldn’t afford to show weakness, not now, not ever.Rocco led her inside, the opulence of the

The days bled into weeks as Ashley and Demon continued to lay the groundwork for their plan. The tension in the mansion was palpable, a constant undercurrent that everyone seemed to feel but no one dared to acknowledge. Adonis's men were on edge, their eyes always darting, their hands never far from their weapons. The air was thick with suspicion, and Ashley knew it was only a matter of time before something snapped.But despite the danger, Ashley felt a strange sense of clarity. The more she immersed herself in the plan, the more she began to understand the intricate web of power and control that Adonis had woven around them all. He ruled through fear, through manipulation, through the careful cultivation of loyalty—loyalty that was often born out of desperation rather than genuine allegiance.And it was that desperation that Ashley and Demon planned to exploit.One evening, as they were finalizing the details of their next move, Demon turned to Ashley with a question that had been l