All Chapters of Never Love a Maid: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The expression etched on his face conveyed everything I needed to understand. As he parted his lips to speak, a sudden, sharp knock on the window shattered my attention. I turned to the side, only to discover Helen standing there with an air of pride. Naturally, I had no choice but to step out, causing her to take a step back upon seeing me. Cameron trailed behind me, arrogantly pushing me aside as if I were inconsequential. He reached for Helen's hand and apologized for the unfortunate incident between her and me. Saying I must have mistaken Helen for some random woman at the store, Cameron assured her that he had spoken to me and resolved the matter. "History won't repeat itself, will it, darling?" he questioned, and I could do nothing but nod in response. However, Helen interjected, asserting that a mere apology was not enough. She insisted that Cameron witness the way his wife had spoken to her, all because she desired the same dress. Meanwhile, Helen had been the one to lay her

In a matter of moments, we arrived home without a word. I stepped out of the car, expecting to be left to my own devices. But to my surprise, Cameron followed closely behind, grabbing my hand and forcefully guiding me inside. I didn't resist, knowing exactly what awaited me. Rather than dread the experience, I found myself anticipating it, much to his satisfaction. He believed this to be an appropriate form of punishment, little did he know, I was beginning to enjoy and look forward to it.As soon as we entered, Gina blocked our path, demanding to know where I had been. Before I could respond, Cameron dismissed her with a wave of his hand and continued on. I witnessed the shock ripple through her chest as he brushed past. She screamed, calling him crazy for his lack of attention towards his own mother, but he paid her no mind. He dragged me up the stairs, locking the door behind us, his eyes burning into me with a menacing glare. I didn't need to be told what to do; I immediately bega

I was utterly taken aback by what I heard, my eyes widening in disbelief. I instinctively took a step back, my eyelids fluttering rapidly as I struggled to comprehend the words. "What do you mean, janitor?" I questioned, my voice trembling with a mix of shock and confusion. It was as if I hadn't heard him correctly the first time.Cameroon threw his head back and let out a hearty laugh, clearly finding amusement in my reaction. "You heard me right, Avery," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "Why, don't you think the position is suitable enough for you? Let's not forget, you were once my maid before I offered you this contract. Honestly, there isn't much difference."I couldn't believe my ears. To think that Cameroon would treat me in such a demeaning manner was beyond comprehension. He didn't see me as an equal, as his wife. If someone had told me that he would offer me the role of a janitor in his own company, I would have dismissed it as a cruel joke. After all, I am the mother o

As I observed the room, I noticed their peculiar glances exchanged, as if their eyes were playing tricks on them. Whispers floated in the air, questioning if I was indeed the new addition to their midst or maybe there was a mistake somewhere. Doubt lingered like a heavy stone.Curiosity consumed me, wondering what caused this strange reaction. Yet, no one bothered to acknowledge my presence, too engrossed in their own gossip. Deep down, I knew today would be far more challenging than anticipated.Suddenly, the door swung open, shattering the ongoing commotion. Every pair of eyes froze, fixated on the man who had just entered. He donned a black suit, with glasses perched on his ears and fiery red hair contrasting against his attire."You must be Avery," he addressed me directly. "I need you to do something for me. Check the time and tell me what it says."In that instant, I realized I was in trouble for my tardiness. My head hung apologetically as I stammered, "I'm sorry, sir. It took

“Why do you always rush to conclusions without hearing me out first? It hurts and betrays me.” I was looking forward to getting back to work this morning, despite my disappointment. I told myself not to lose hope just yet.“It's obvious, unless he's blind, any man can figure out what's happening right now," Cameron said unshaken, completely convinced that he was speaking the truth. I couldn't bring myself to argue with him; I simply held back my tears."You never believe anything I say anyway," I said, wiping away the tear from my eye.He scoffed, saying that such a pitiful act wouldn't earn his sympathy. "Now, step forward."I obeyed, and in an instant, I found myself bending over the table, my skirt flying up in the air. I don't know why, but this inexplicably turned me on. All the sadness I had felt earlier vanished into thin air as I eagerly awaited the moment Cameron would fill me up.Soon enough, we became one. I closed my mouth tightly to prevent any screams from escaping; I di