The mansion’s long corridors gleamed with polished marble. But for the maids who walked them, it was no palace. It was a cage of fear.
At the heart of that fear stood Claudia, the millionaire’s wife. She wore scarlet dresses that matched the sharpness of her tongue, and every sound of her heels clicking against the floor made the staff brace for impact.
Selena had only been in the house for two weeks, but she had already seen enough to understand. The other maids kept their eyes lowered whenever Claudia entered, their voices reduced to whispers, their movements so careful they barely breathed. Even the senior maid, Agnes, who had served for over fifteen years, trembled under….Read Full Story Here…………………
