Mysterious Personal Shopper Novels & Stories

Turns out, they don't even look at the prices! [@billionairebaby lives up to her name. Respect.] [I don't care how old she is. I want to marry her.] [She bought the entire collection. Who is she?] [Just found my new sugar mommy goals.] People were speculating who the mysterious, outrageously wealthy shopper could be in every corner of the internet. No face had been revealed. Only the name, the purchases, and the undeniable proof of affluence. Back in the condo, Jenna sat back on the sofa with a satisfied grin. She had just confirmed all her orders and sent the designated delivery address.

However, he chickened out before he appeared before her so he left his identity mysterious and let one of his lackeys attend the shareholder meetings on his behalf. All had been peaceful until recently, when his assistant reported that he had been sought by a mysterious woman who wanted to purchase his shares. He gave an unreasonable price to make her give up. Who would have thought that the woman would actually gather the money and return? Guessing that the other party must be desperate, he'd had his assistant reject her. He couldn't risk the possibility of someone trying to oust Gemma from her own company. Who would have thought that it would suddenly morph into a wild twist? The mysteriou

one of them spat, his bravado faltering as I pushed past them to stand in front of the woman, shielding her with my body. “Oh me?" I pointed to my chest and shrugged. “I'm the Alpha's personal assistant and it would take just a hoot to make sure you rot in jail. You better get going or you'd pay with your lives." The men exchanged glances before one took a step back. "Come on guys, this bitch here is a crazy one.” As the men retreated, my shoulders loosened, my gaze shifting to the strange woman.

It was a nightmarish experience that I wasn't looking forward to but one that I simply couldn't avoid. The events that had always seemed less than glamorous would become a monthly mundane task I dreaded upon my takeover. But I knew it was a necessary part of my job, so I would force myself to go through with it. I picked up the phone and called the personal shopper, who was good at following the same routine. I ensured that she had coordinating outfits ready for Emma and me and that she knew Emma's size. I also reminded her that Emma had a paler complexion than the average Italian woman that usually hung on my arm and that she was blonde. Deep colours wouldn't look as appealing on her as wit

They treated me with utmost respect and I got my dresses from the mall. As I stepped inside the mall, I was enveloped with the smell of luxury - premium skincare and cosmetics, high-end perfume, and the clean scent of freshly laundered clothing. I put my bespoke glass on my face and strolled inside the mall. With every step I took, I turned heads. A few people in the mall admired my beauty while some sneered. Good-for-nothing people! They were Lunas and Alpha's daughters who were obviously jealous of my elegant look. Hurried footsteps approached me. I didn't even have to take a glance before I knew who it was. They were my Personal Shopping Assistants, clumsy and unprofessional.

“I've got the biggest assignment here. And you're not a distraction to achieving it. ” I wanted to ask what. But I felt it was none of my business. If she felt she was doing her assignment by accompanying me shopping then I would derail her from it. The ride to the mall was filled with her telling me about what the dos and don'ts of the cabin are all about. Who to avoid and who not to mess with. When she mentioned Sharon, I couldn't help but be curious. “What's the deal with Sharon?” Ava chuckled, “Don't mind her. She's aspiring to be what she can't.”

Allexin folded his arms, "It's probably Zev; he's curious about Mia's phone because your name isn't saved in his contacts." "What do you mean?" Lynda asked, puzzled. "Mia saved your contact in her phone under the name 'MY DEAREST,' so I thought Zev must have thought you were a man," he explained. Lynda sighed deeply because she had forgotten the name Mia had saved in her phone. "So, are you not mad at me anymore?" Lynda asked. Allexin sighed softly and then went back into his room, making Lynda chuckle. *

We kept on talking throughout the ride, it was so fun speaking to her and I was glad that I managed to cheer her up. Well, the car came to a halt at a very big store, it looked so classy and elegant. “Where is this?” I asked Maya. “This is QADR SHOP! It’s owned by one of the biggest top designers in the world.” She explained as we got out of the car. I simply nodded and walked behind her, I was a bit nervous about it but I was ready to leave the old me behind and meet the new me.

He asked the person sitting next to him as he pulled out his phone from his pocket. “ I would know if I was your personal assistant, but I’m not… “ someone replied next to him. Armani turned sharply to the side, expecting to see his personal assistant and not his lawyer, who also happens to be his best friend too. Lorenzo returned his shocked look with a smirk of his own. “ Why are you here?” he fired at Lorenzo, frowning at how casual the man looked. Lorenzo was wearing a plain blue shirt and jeans trousers which was different from his three piece suit that he wore everyday.

if he was as in here before I came in” I explained myself. She motioned for me to come closer with her walking stick, as though she was about to tell me a forbidden secret. “That man is lord Mills Jason Shepherd,” she began in a whisper, pointing in the direction of the door as though he was standing right there. “ He is a very feared man in the country, make sure to stay away from him whenever and wherever you see him,” she cautioned. “Who would that be?” I asked while looking in the direction of her walking stick which was still pointed in the direction of the door.