Man-Maid

We do today what your husband said he'd so six months ago

Julianne had everything under control—until temptation showed up in pressed slacks and a smirk that could undo decades of self-discipline.

She only meant to hire a cleaning service while her husband was out of town. Just a little help around the house. Some polished counters. A fresh lemon scent in the air.

Instead, she got him.
Mason.
Six feet of lean muscle, sharp edges, and eyes that undressed her in the hallway mirror. He moved like a trained professional—but nothing about the way he touched her countertops felt professional. He vacuumed like a man with secrets. Folded her sheets like he’d studied the curves beneath them. And whispered foreign words under his breath that set her skin on fire.

Julianne tried to ignore it.
Tried to be good.
Tried to not imagine the things he could do in that perfectly tailored uniform—or worse, out of it.

But then she found it.
A burner phone. Hidden behind the dryer.

One message. One blinking line:
“TARGET ACQUIRED: JULIANNE.”

Her pulse stopped.
Because now, it’s not just her marriage that’s unraveling. It’s her entire life.

And Mason? He’s not here to clean.
He’s here to collect.