Mafia's Maid
Episode-1
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Scene: A dimly lit room, heavy with smoke, sin, and control. The air is thick, suffocating, but not as much as the weight of his hands on her body. She’s in his lap, moving against him, lost in the feeling, in him. Across the room, his friend sits in an armchair, idly scrolling through his phone, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He doesn’t care to watch, doesn’t need to—he’s seen this play out before
Adam Brody
*Leaning back against the couch, eyes hooded, voice dripping amusement* ~ Look at you. So desperate
Emma
*Whimpering, her nails clawing at his shirt, trying to get closer, to take more* P-please… ahhhh
Adam Brody
*Chuckles, gripping her hips tighter, controlling her movements*~ Please what, little slut? Speak properly
She gasps, her body shuddering. It isn’t enough. She needs more—more of him, more of his hands, his voice, his everything. She grinds against him harder, chasing something just out of reach
William
*Exhales smoke, eyes still on his phone* You really do break them, don’t you?
Adam Brody
*Smirks, dragging his fingers up her spine, making her shiver*~ They break themselves. I just watch
Emma
*Voice breaking, head falling against his shoulder* ~ I—I need..
Adam Brody
*Fingers tangle in her hair, yanking her head back, making her look at him. His tone turns mocking*~ What do you need, hmm? Say it
She squirms, lips trembling, shame twisting inside her—but it’s swallowed whole by the fire burning in her veins
Emma
*Choked whisper* ~ You
His smirk deepens. He lives for this. For the moment they shatter completely
Adam Brody
*Soft, taunting* ~ That wasn’t so hard, was it?
His grip tightens, his control absolute. She writhes in his lap, her body betraying her, lost to him. And he watches, enjoying every second of her struggle, her desperation
Across the room, his friend sighs, taking another drag from his cigarette
William
*Flatly*~ Just tell me when you’re done
Adam Brody
*Laughs, dark and satisfied, his grip never loosening*~ Oh, we’re far from done
The women gasps, drowning in his touch, his voice, his power, his co*k
IT WAS ALL JUST THE BEGINNING
Name~ Adam Brody
Age~ 21
Role~ Master (ML)
Name~ William Wright
Age~ 22
Role~ ML friend
Name~ Emma Tylor
Age~ 20
Role~ Maid (slut)
Episode-2
Scene: The room is thick with smoke and sin, heat clinging to the air. The woman trembles in his lap, her body lost in his control, moans spilling from her lips as he takes his time, savoring her desperation
Across the room, his friend shifts in his chair, finally looking up from his phone
William
Exhales slowly, amusement lacing his tone*~ You know… a new maid is arriving tomorrow??
The Mafia Boss doesn’t stop, doesn’t even slow. Instead, his grip tightens, dragging another needy whimper from the woman in his lap. His smirk deepens, but his eyes darken—already somewhere else
Adam Brody
*Low, lazy, but full of something dangerous* ~ Is that so?
William
*Leaning back, watching him now, intrigued*~ Young. Fresh. Just your type
A slow, deep chuckle rumbles in the Mafia Boss’s chest. His hand trails up the woman’s spine, making her shudder, but his mind is no longer on her. His thoughts are already shifting—to the next one
Adam Brody
*Murmurs against the woman’s ear, smirking*~ Looks like I’ll have another little plaything soon
The woman moans, but he barely hears her now. His greed is insatiable. One wasn’t enough. It was never enough.
His friend watches him, a smirk playing on his lips
William
*Exhales smoke, tilting his head*~ Try not to ruin this one too fast
The Mafia Boss laughs, dark and knowing
Adam Brody
*Voice dripping with promise*~ No guarantees
His hands tighten, his control absolute. Tonight, he would indulge himself
She stood frozen, back pressed against the wall, heart pounding as the landlord smirked
Landlord
*Mocking sigh*~ Late again? How shocking
Luna
*Whispers, desperate*~ Just a few more days… please
He stepped closer, eyes dragging over her
Landlord
*Low, amused*~ Days don’t pay rent, sweetheart. But I know something that will
Her stomach twisted as his fingers brushed her chin
Luna
*Barely audible*~ There has to be another way…
Landlord
*Grinning, stepping back*~ There is. A maid job. Big house, big money
Her breath catches as his fingers trail along the edge of her sleeve, deliberate, teasing
Luna
*Quietly*~ Whose house?
He chuckled, already turning for the door
Landlord
*Over his shoulder*~You’ll see soon enough
The door shut. Cold fear coiled in her gut
She already knew—this job wouldn’t save her. It would ruin her
Name~ Luna Smith
Age~17
Role~female lead
Episode-3
Despite his wealth and striking looks, Adam never earned even a flicker of love from his mother—only cold indifference
She was the embodiment of a cruel stepmother—spitting curses, hurling screams, and never sparing him a trace of affection
Elena Brody ( Adam's mother)
*Casually stirring her tea, voice dripping with venom*~ You know, Adam, I should have let the doctor shove a fucking coat hanger up my cunt and scrape you out when I had the chance
Adam Brody
*Knife pauses mid-cut, grip tightening, veins flexing in his hand*~ What the fuck did you just say?
Elena Brody ( Adam's mother)
*Smirking, sipping her tea* ~ You heard me, shit. You're a fucking disappointment. All these years, all this money, all this power—wasted on a pathetic, dick-driven coward who thinks spreading his fucking legs for cheap whores makes him a man
Adam Brody
*Exhales sharply through his nose, muscles coiling*~ Watch your fucking mouth, Mother
Elena Brody ( Adam's mother)
*Smirks, voice mocking*~ Or what? You’ll cry? Run to another whore? You reek of desperation, Adam
Adam hurls his plate to the ground, the sharp crack of porcelain shattering echoing through the garden. Food splatters across the floor. The servants flinch, eyes wide with terror
Elena Brody ( Adam's mother)
*Unfazed, tilting her head*~ You’re nothing, Adam. Not a man. Not a son. Just a lonely, desperate fuck who pays whores to pretend you matter
Before Adam can speak, before he can even breathe—
Elena throws her scalding tea straight into Adam’s face. The burn stings, but not as much as her next words
Elena Brody ( Adam's mother)
*Standing over him, eyes blazing with disgust*~ Your father should’ve shot you in the head the day you were born. Would’ve saved us all the fucking embarrassment
Yet, deep down, all she ever wanted was for Adam to marry and find happiness. But he never care
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