Semua Bab Calor Del Cielo: Bittersweet Taste Of Your Love: Bab 41 - Bab 50

It was Thursday night when my father told me to come home for dinner after work. He called earlier, saying we were having a barbecue dinner in the garden. My sweet sister, Allyssa, had actually suggested it and invited me yesterday. She said she missed me terribly and wanted me to come, so I immediately said yes. After work, I stopped at a winery and bought an expensive wine before heading to the house. As soon as I reached and entered the house, a smile painted my lips when I heard a sound of laughter somewhere in the garden. I was sure it was my father and it seemed like they were having fun preparing for the dinner. Feeling excited, I walked towards the garden and found that there were two more guests in the house. As I recognized the two old people my father was chatting with, a warm smile painted my lips. I never thought that the old Villacencio couple would be there for dinner too. "Gav!" Allyssa spotted me first, and everyone turned to look."Hi, everyone!" I greeted cheerfu

As expected, I started my new position as Executive Assistant that Monday. A lot of my coworkers were surprised, of course. Some raised their eyebrows, others teased and congratulated me. I can't blame them for talking; I was a newbie, suddenly promoted to a higher position without proving myself. I admit many deserving employees had proven themselves better but my father and Cedrick Miguel made the urgent decision about it so I didn't have a chance to oppose it. I guess there's nothing I can do at this point. The decision has been imposed and requested so I have no choice but to just accept it. There was this one instance when I overheard Abigail, one of my former co-analysts, and another woman— whose voice I didn't recognize, talking about me in the women's restroom. I was sure it was Abigail because I could recognize her voice. "After three months of being an Analyst, now she got promoted to be an Executive Assistant? That's so unfair, right? She didn't even work hard for that p

“This project is a luxurious resort hotel in the South Province, nestled in a town called Calor Del Cielo, a beautiful beach and scenic area.” My ears perked up when I heard my father mention Calor Del Cielo.Our client, Mr. Gutierez, had called an unexpected conference meeting to discuss the construction of the project. As an Assistant Executive, my role was to gather data and prepare documents for review and presentation to the board of directors and executives, as well as to assist in preparing and recording meeting minutes. As the meeting kept going, I tried to focus on my job as a smile automatically formed on my lips. I’m glad to know that the new project will be in the beautiful place of Calor Del Cielo. I was under the impression that the project is a huge luxurious hotel resort that will start to be constructed next week somewhere in the South but I never thought that it would be in Calor Del Cielo itself, the majestic beautiful place that was very close to my heart. The mee

As expected, the Annual Anniversary Party was grand and extravagant. Employees are in their best dresses and suits, guests such as rich people and celebrities in their expensive clothes flocked together and socialized. Photographers and media from tabloids and newspapers were ready to capture every important detail of the event. Just like I imagined, I saw familiar faces such as socialites and celebrities, politicians and some well-known persons in the business world. No wonder this is not just an ordinary event, it's one of the biggest party events of the year. This is the reason why I don't like this kind of party. Money, fame, and glamour are the rules of the game beyond business. This is like a routine, people will stop for a while, meet and greet, exchange pleasantries and compliments with their acquaintances and I find that unreal and too shallow. I arrived at the venue a little after eight in the evening. Wearing a black vintage off-shoulder dress with a beautiful brocade bal

After the party, I decided to drive home to our mansion that night. I didn't feel like going back to my pad after a late-night party. My mind was too bewildered and confused; I thought a long drive might distract me. My ego was bruised, my heart was aching, and all I wanted to do was drink more until I get completely drunk. I was so upset about how things worked between Gav and I. It was never my intention to confess tonight, but I got so pissed at how she misinterpreted everything. I never thought that all this time, she believed I was after her stepsister when all along, I was trying hard to show her that I cared and that she was special to me. I liked her, I was attracted to her. No, that was an understatement. Who am I fooling? This might sound stupid, but I knew it was deeper than that. Perhaps I had already fallen in love with her. Or maybe these were the hidden feelings that I had been trying to suppress since our younger days—the strange feeling that I was trying to dismiss, te