Ian Sanders one of the richest billionaire in New York city. He comes off as a rude arrogant human but is he is actually that?
Zara Maccari is fashion designer with lot of dreams. Hates the sight of that man.
A love-hate relationship between two peo...
The worst thing about morning is waking up before noon. That should be illegal. I wish I could go back to sleep but like they say dreams don't work unless you do. So I haul my ass up and go the bathroom to do my usual routine. I check my phone and it's strange I haven't got a message from Ian but then again he is a busy man, you just run a multa-billion dolar business just like that. I feel like dressing up but not much so I wear a pair of pink pants a white blouse and a beige color jacket over and paired it with shoes and I make my way to the store.
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I look up when the door bell chimed which indicated a customer, but I didn't have one until an hour so I looked up to see a tall woman must be 5'9 with a small girl probably her daughter.
"Hi are you Zara?" She asks me
"Hello yes, I am." Wanted to know who she is though.
"I am sorry to come in so randomly without an appointment but my friend Cassandra last week had come for a dress and I loved it. I would like to ask you if you could prepare something for my daughter and I custom made. Sorry I forgot to introduce my self I am Elizabeth and she is Bethany."
"Nice to meet you Elizabeth and Bethany , you're so cute Bethany." I coo but she is shy so she hides behind her moher. " I am sorry but I don't really make custom orders."
"Please I don't mind paying you double, triple even and I will make sure your botique gets a proper publicity, not because you will design a dress for me but also you have an amazing eyes for clothes. Please I insist." looking at my confused state she continued "Sorry again , my full name is Elizabeth Allistor." That rings a bell she is the famous writer and blogger and her husband owns a few clothing shop for casual wear.
"I don't know , but I can try do you have something in mind? Like what would you like? A color , fabric , pattern, style? Do you want a skirt and blouse or a semi formal dress. Basically for what occasion would you like me to design for?" I asked because looking at her face if I said no she would cry, well that's what it looked like.
"Thank you , thank you so much this means a lot. Yes I want something in pink as it's my daughter's favourite color and I also don't have a dress in pink. Also I want something which is similar but also different at the same time, I don't want our dresses to exactly match and one more thing I want your signature slit dress I lived what you wore on the charity gala it was a stunning dress and for her I want more of princess kind of dress with a little flair."
"I think I got the idea, could you come in after two hours, I can draw a few designs and show you and you can chose from your likings." I smile at her. Thank God she knows what she wants or else I would have asked for more time to design "I am sorry I am asking you to wait for two hours it's just that, I have client coming in to check out a few dresses." I tell her on cue my door chines again and it's the client who had taken an appointment. "Please have a look around my intern can help you with that." I tell Elizabeth and then turn to Abigail I think her name is. "Hello, hope you didn't have much trouble finding the botique."
