Mysterious Personal Shopper Novels & Stories

She questioned. "Well… Not actually, but there is a man who is our regular customer and is a billionaire! He wants to spend two hours with you, and in context, he is willing to pay 4 million dollars to you!" She explained her job to Kate, while tightly hugging her, but it literally made her roll her eyes!

He was a very hard-working man that held a very mysterious personality to everyone even his workers; No one can say for sure what he liked or dislikes. His blond hair flicker in the light as he looked down at short Laurie, his secretary. He was one of the youngest billionaires but apart from that something else made him extremely famous, especially online and that was no other than his looks. “What is it, Laurie?” His deep voice rang out musically, Laurie pulled back some strands of her black hair away from her mouth nervously. “We have letters from our partners and the press requests a meeting, they have so many questions about your marriage, nobody knows the "Mystery woman" as they call it

Her phone and purse were forgotten somewhere in the club, she could only pray that Tess had taken them home for her. "Good morning miss," a tall man she recognized seen last night greeted her. "Good morning…" She trailed not knowing what to say afterward. She was standing in front of the door and she had planned to slip out unnoticed but somehow she had gotten caught. "Mr. Alex asked me to prepare breakfast for you. The chauffeur is currently warming up the vehicle as well, I advise you to come to take a little meal ma'am," he said in a silky clean voice. Kira couldn't help but wonder if he was trained to sound like this.

She was enthralled by the marvelous row of dresses that adorned the place, while sparkly chandeliers showered glorious lights on them. Although the place was slightly less grandeur compared to renowned boutiques, Val still appreciated the archetype of the place. It was minimalist, yet well thought out. " Hello miss, what would you... like to get?" The attendant trailed off her words seeing Val's 'getup'. She looked Val up and down, uncertain of what to think. Val was looked at as though she were in the wrong place. " I need something to change out of this. I don't want to go around appearing like I'm mentally challenged..." Val stated calmly as she took out the black card from her bag withou

Emma was carrying shopping bags, casually browsing through the mall to see if she could find anything suitable for Asher. With business going well and finances in good shape, she wanted to treat her family to something nice. She ended up buying a few items and was heading out after paying when a man suddenly stopped her. “Excuse me, miss. Are you interested in acting?” he asked. Emma was taken aback for a moment but quickly smiled and shook her head. “Thank you, but I have a job.”

Montez was… different. A while later, Mr. Montez schedules a designer shopping spree for me. The driver and a personal shopper arrive to accompany me. “Mrs. Montez, I’ll escort you to pick some designer dresses. Mr. Montez told me you can have whatever you like,” Glen, my personal shopper, says as we walk into the boutique. My eyes are glued to the various dresses inside. These dresses are worth thousands—some even millions. I gulp while staring at the prices. “This one is actually good. It suits your skin tone, Mrs. Montez,” Glen compliments the one I’m holding.

Travis said before heading out again. I sat back down and sighed. Honestly, I was a bit annoyed that Travis had a personal shopper. Who was she? Was she tall? Pretty? Did she have that model-like body Travis always seemed to gravitate toward? I pictured her with perfect hair and an effortless grace. Of course, that’s exactly who Travis would choose. Sigh.

My heart skipped when I heard the loud male voice, but shockingly it was a lady standing in front of me; obviously she's transgender. “Mio Caro, I have been waiting for you.” His voice was so loud, he was making me sick. “Hi, my name is…” “Mrs. Naomi Holt.” I swallowed my saliva as he completed the introduction for me. “I'm Sparkles, the number one personal shopper in Italy. Well, guess what? I work for only the big wolves.” He said and started laughing. He's so weird. I remembered I was told something about having a personal shopper; I guess he's the one.

She has her own language tutor about foreign languages, and French is one of the languages she likes the most because she’s always in Paris, as she sometimes attends big fashion events secretly just so she can buy designer clothes right there and then. She only bought one item that cost three thousand dollars. Though she knew she could afford ten thousand dollars using her own black card, she didn’t want to hurt Callahan’s ego by trying to provide for her needs by using her own money. And she was happy to use Callahan’s card instead. “You could shop at other stores more,” Callahan said after they went out. Truthfully, Galerie Vivienne has been Celine’s favorite place to shop; she almost buys

Although she had been to the Imperial Shopping Mall before, she still marveled at its opulence as she walked timidly through it. A personal shopper approached her in the mall, primarily serving customers who wanted to shop. She said, "Hello, can I assist you?" These personal shoppers were seasoned professionals, having undergone rigorous training and passing the world's most stringent exams to earn their positions. They could select the best outfits for their clients in an instant based on their speech, expressions, and appearance. This was one reason why many busy but influential individuals preferred to shop here. With the assistance of the shopper, Violet quickly picked out a knee-length