It’s the life I was born to live: billionaire’s daughters, living
amongst the rich & famous. But my mom kept me a secret from my dad. Until
now.
I am so out of my league. Fancy parties, expensive cars, and a
private school for the elite… It sounds like a dream. But everything is not as
perfect as it seems on the outside. Here, the secrets are dirty, and the lies
comes easy.
Kihanna wasn't poor, but they weren't rich either. So imagine her surprise when she was sent of to her father who was very, very rich. Suddenly, she was a member of the elite class - something she wasn't sure she wanted. It was pretty overwhelming to have everything at her disposal and to look at those chandeliers that can feed a town in Africa for a month. She gets to know her absentee father, the stepmother who seemed to dictate what she should wear or do and of course the perv step brother, Toby.
She had met a lot of boys - two of which are best friends, Ty and Gabe. I wasn't sure about the two of them. Well, I'm not sure among all the boys in the novel. Although they are effing rich and hotness is their middle names- they seemed to have their issues and not-so-nice vices of their own. So yes, all of them are so confusing, I had a love-hate relationship with the characters, most especially the guys. But one thing is for sure - Toby might be a perv, yet I ended up loving him in the end.
While Kihanna tried her best not to drown herself in her new world. She kept in touch with her mother, stood up for her decisions and was not really swayed with peer pressure. Everyone wanted to know who she is, but not everyone wanted to be her friend.
Mercy Amare introduced us into the world of the rich and famous. Reading The Fab Life will make you feel that you are walking, mingling with them behind all the glitz and glamour. Her writing allows us to see reality: not everything that glitters are true, and there is more to the rich than wealth. Money could not buy happiness, security and safety.
There were so many questions left unanswered, and doors left opened when I reached the end part of the book. I guess I have to wait for the next installment to know the answers to my questions. I can't wait for the next part of the saga and more of Kihanna, Toby, Gabe and the rest of the gang.
Rating: ★★★★✩
“You look amazing,” I hear Gabe’s voice. I turn around, and see him standing inches from me. I take a step back.
“Thanks.” I take a good look at him. He looks good in his designer suit. He even fixed his hair. I have to admit, Gabriel is very gorgeous. If he wasn’t so overbearing I think I could like him. Maybe.
“Where is your date?” He asks.
I shrug. “Your guess is as good as mine. He disappeared about ten minutes ago with Jason and Emmett.”
“His loss is my gain.” Gabriel holds out his hand for me. “May I have this dance?”
I start to say no. I should say no. But, instead, I say “Yes.” What could it hurt? It’s not even a slow song. Once he sees how bad of a dancer I am, he will gladly ditch me.
Gabe takes my hand in his and leads me out to the dance floor. I hate the butterflies that appear in my stomach when he is touching me. But I also love them. No matter how much I want to deny it, Gabriel has a part of my heart. But he can’t keep it.
Just as we step on the dance floor, the song changes.
To a slow song.
Really?
Gabe smiles mischeviously, and pulls me close to him. I put a couple of inches between us, but he pulls me closer. I should pull away, but I don’t. Our stomachs are touching, and my chest is against his.
“I don’t think you realize how beautiful you look tonight,” Gabe says. “I bet every guy in this place is envious of me right now.”
Gabe’s words are sweet. Ty has said similar things to be, but it feels different coming from Gabe. Maybe more genuine? I don’t know, but I like it.
I am in trouble.
“I’m here with Ty,” I remind him.
My words don’t affect him at all. “You say that, but where is your date? Right now, you’re mine. I intend to enjoy this moment very thoroughly.” He slides he hand down to my lower back, right above my butt. He’s teasing me, and I pretend like it isn’t effecting me. I like his hand there. Part of me wishes he would slide it further down.
I lay my head against Gabe’s chest, and listen to the steady sound of his heart. I smell his cologne, and it smells good. Though I suspect he would smell good no matter what.
Gabe leans down, kisses my cheek, and then whispers in my ear. “One day, you will be mine.”
His words should make me mad, but they don’t. Instead, my heart beats faster. My stomach feels like I’m free falling, only I’m not scared. I’m excited. Whatever this is between us feels so real.
Your boyfriend is Ty, I remind myself.
I choose not to reply to Gabe’s comment. I just let him hold me close as we dance. I try not to think. I just want to feel. I know it’s wrong, but after this dance I will go find Ty. I will forget this ever happened. I can’t fall for Gabe. As bad as Ty thinks he is for me, Gabriel is that much worse. He not only has the ability to break my heart, but to rip it into so many shreds that I may never find all the pieces.
“I wish I would have went after you first,” he whispers again. “You should be mine. It isn’t fair.”
“We don’t always get what we want.” I say it more for me than for him.
“I know that you don’t want him,” he replies. “I see the way you look at me, and I see the way you look at him. You belong with me, Kihanna.”
“Maybe so, but I am with him. Not you.”
“You could be.”
I take a step back. “I’m sorry, I have to go.”
“Thanks.” I take a good look at him. He looks good in his designer suit. He even fixed his hair. I have to admit, Gabriel is very gorgeous. If he wasn’t so overbearing I think I could like him. Maybe.
“Where is your date?” He asks.
I shrug. “Your guess is as good as mine. He disappeared about ten minutes ago with Jason and Emmett.”
“His loss is my gain.” Gabriel holds out his hand for me. “May I have this dance?”
I start to say no. I should say no. But, instead, I say “Yes.” What could it hurt? It’s not even a slow song. Once he sees how bad of a dancer I am, he will gladly ditch me.
Gabe takes my hand in his and leads me out to the dance floor. I hate the butterflies that appear in my stomach when he is touching me. But I also love them. No matter how much I want to deny it, Gabriel has a part of my heart. But he can’t keep it.
Just as we step on the dance floor, the song changes.
To a slow song.
Really?
Gabe smiles mischeviously, and pulls me close to him. I put a couple of inches between us, but he pulls me closer. I should pull away, but I don’t. Our stomachs are touching, and my chest is against his.
“I don’t think you realize how beautiful you look tonight,” Gabe says. “I bet every guy in this place is envious of me right now.”
Gabe’s words are sweet. Ty has said similar things to be, but it feels different coming from Gabe. Maybe more genuine? I don’t know, but I like it.
I am in trouble.
“I’m here with Ty,” I remind him.
My words don’t affect him at all. “You say that, but where is your date? Right now, you’re mine. I intend to enjoy this moment very thoroughly.” He slides he hand down to my lower back, right above my butt. He’s teasing me, and I pretend like it isn’t effecting me. I like his hand there. Part of me wishes he would slide it further down.
I lay my head against Gabe’s chest, and listen to the steady sound of his heart. I smell his cologne, and it smells good. Though I suspect he would smell good no matter what.
Gabe leans down, kisses my cheek, and then whispers in my ear. “One day, you will be mine.”
His words should make me mad, but they don’t. Instead, my heart beats faster. My stomach feels like I’m free falling, only I’m not scared. I’m excited. Whatever this is between us feels so real.
Your boyfriend is Ty, I remind myself.
I choose not to reply to Gabe’s comment. I just let him hold me close as we dance. I try not to think. I just want to feel. I know it’s wrong, but after this dance I will go find Ty. I will forget this ever happened. I can’t fall for Gabe. As bad as Ty thinks he is for me, Gabriel is that much worse. He not only has the ability to break my heart, but to rip it into so many shreds that I may never find all the pieces.
“I wish I would have went after you first,” he whispers again. “You should be mine. It isn’t fair.”
“We don’t always get what we want.” I say it more for me than for him.
“I know that you don’t want him,” he replies. “I see the way you look at me, and I see the way you look at him. You belong with me, Kihanna.”
“Maybe so, but I am with him. Not you.”
“You could be.”
I take a step back. “I’m sorry, I have to go.”
I am a YA/ NA author, with an addiction to NOS
& Red Bull energy drinks. My guilty pleasure is the TV series The Lying
Game and The Vampire Diaries. I'm 23 years old. I currently live in St Louis,
with my husband of 2 years.
Thank you so much for being apart of my blog tour, and for reading & reviewing The Fab Life! I love that you like Toby. When Kihanna started liking him, I was surprised. He is probably my favorite character in the story! Anyway, thank you again! <3
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