Love, Chloe by Alessandra TorreMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
Chloe was your original entitled Manhattan princess, right up until the FBI broke down her apartment door and repossessed her apartment. Overnight she goes from a life of wealth and hedonism to poverty and sleeping on her friend's couch. Her only lifeline is an introduction to the heiress to a Condom fortune who needs a personal assistant.
Thus begins Chloe's new life, one of pandering to a spoilt dog, running errands and being shouted out by her bitchy boss. Supported by her two BFFs (strong on supportive talk but less helpful when it comes to useful birthday presents) she needs to remain strong when faced with the temptation of her filthy rich, cheating ex boyfriend Vic, especially when he showers her with ridiculously expensive gifts.
Will being poor teach Chloe the error of her ways?
To me this was a rinse-and-repeat YA romance, reminiscent of that tacky (ie unmissable) TV series Gossip Girl. Every sexual encounter seems to be described in exactly the same way, although the location and the position change there is a strange familiarity about the cataloguing of what happens to the underwear so that it just feels like the same sex scene over and over again.
It's not enough that Chloe is swanning around Manhattan, she also gets brought onto the set of a movie that her boss is filming, making friends with the crew and the leading man.
The novel is interspersed with social media posts, texts etc which reinforce the Gossip Girl vibe, the plot also feels a bit derivative - although I can't quite recall the story it reminds me of.
Overall, I'm too old for this, I didn't find Chloe a sympathetic character and all the supporting characters were one-dimensional.
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