All Chapters of Never Love a Maid: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cameron and I began spending a lot of time together, a stark contrast to the past when he would leave without a word. Now, he couldn't bear to be without me, making other women jealous. I played along with the role given to me. This sudden change in our relationship surprised and made others suspicious and envious. Cameron made sure to show our love in public, portraying himself as a loving husband. Soon, news of our marriage spread far and wide.During dinner at a restaurant that evening, I tried not to embarrass myself while Cameron looked relaxed, cutting his steak. He whispered for me not to stare and to act like I had been there before. I quickly composed myself, trying to enjoy the meal. Being in that place made my stomach churn nervously, feeling like everyone was watching and gossiping about me.Cameron noticed my discomfort and asked what was wrong, speaking softly as he usually did. I couldn't tell if he was genuinely concerned or just acting. I couldn't bring myself to conf

I couldn't shake the eerie sense of familiarity as she entered the room, her steps commanding me to retreat. I couldn't help but ask if there was a problem, for her piercing gaze seemed to suggest she wanted me dead. Her presence exuded dominance, leaving me unsettled.“Little did I know, when I spotted you earlier at the office, I foolishly mistook you for a mere janitor. I had forgotten that cunning individuals like you would go to great lengths to achieve their desires. Was this how you wormed your way into his bed, pretending to be an ignorant maid, hoping to one day seduce him?”It wasn't her harsh words that bewildered me, but the fact that she claimed we had met earlier that day at the office. She couldn't be mistaken, as she knew I worked as a cleaner. Yet, no matter how I tried to recall, the memory eluded me.She paused, then burst into laughter. "I can see you no longer recognize me. Is it the makeup or the outfit?" she asked, glancing down at herself.Upon closer examinati

I was tired of the distance between us so I drew closer to him, curling my arms around his neck. I felt him suck in a sharp breath, parting his lips to speak but I beat him to it. "Am I allowed to do this the next time we run into her?" I question, batting my lashes at him. He coughs and then does something unexpected, grabs my butt. It's my turn to freeze now, I am overcome with shyness and quickly turn my gaze to the other side. "Am I allowed to do this the next we run into her?" He throws back my question. Why would he even ask that? "You can do as you please." I whisper in a meek tone, "I'm yours anyway." But I'm not sure he grabs the last part. Cameron spanks my ass and I fight back a moan, "I know you're jealous." He says. Isn't it pretty obvious? I've been screaming it in his face for while now, he's the one who refuse to acknowledge my feelings. I feel his lips on my ear, a cold shiver runs through my spine, "how about you bring out this jealous side of yours next time?"

"I like this one!" Ruth's excited tone snapped me out of my thoughts, I turned around following her trail, her fingers were pointed towards a red sleeveless gown. I could she why she liked it, it was pretty. But I thought it was a bit too much. "Aren't we going to a party for the rich?" Ruth seemed to read my mind, "we can't go there looking under dressed." She was right but- "loosen up a bit Avery, you're no longer who you used to be in the past, you're married to a billionaire now you should start acting like it.""I don't want to be the centre of attention." I admitted with my head down, I was still sceptical about the whole thing even, I plan to keep my head down and just observe. "And who says attention is bad thing? You should leave a long lasting opinion on those women so that none would dare to trample on you."She had no idea the party would be filled with my husband's ex girlfriends, I wonder what she'd say if she knew. "Alright," I finally gave in, "You can have the dre

In a little while my appearance had changed from the wealthy heiress image I portrayed earlier to a modest house wipe. Waiting in the bathroom was a set of facial wipes, I couldn't help but wonder if they had predicted I would be showing up like this which is why they had prepared it. The pack was new and untouched which fueled my suspicions, I made a mental note to take this up with Lydia when I run into her later. I didn't expect to find Opal waiting outside the door, she didn't seem too happy about it either. Her small lips were presses into a thin line as she roamed her eyes through me, a single word escaped her lips. "Better."With her leading the way, we trailed obediently behind. My patience was wearing thin but I told myself to endure, wanting to get to the root of this. We walked into the room and every body halted their movements, casting their glance upon me. I noticed that they were all staring at me, no one even acknowledged Ruth who was behind me. Opal unfazed, strol