Asher walked into the majestic dining room and his mouth dropped in awe. It was grand with high ceilings and an ornate chandelier. A massive mahogany table stood in the middle of the room with plush velvety matching chairs. Different varieties of food filled the table and servants stood at both sides of the table, ready to serve.Three persons were already seated on the table waiting patiently for Asher to take his seat.Asher sat down, not sure of what to say. He could feel the tension build up in the room, but he wasn't sure if everyone felt it or the awkwardness was from him.Sitting at the head of the table was his father, seated with a stern expression. His stepmother sat next to his father while his step brother sat across from him.Finally breaking the silence, his father spoke up."We are glad to finally have you in our midst again, Emilio". Asher's father, Vincenzo said. His voice was polite but there was an underlying sense of unease as he was not sure on how to act around h
"Mr Wilson, I ask for your understanding. Give me a little time to figure this out. I have no idea why Skyrock Company would terminate and sever ties with your company. In fact, my staff always made sure there was no glitch or any cause for them to complain. I put my best staff in charge of that." Andrew Miller said with a pale face as he explained to Finn's parents.Ever since Asher terminated their Corporation with Apex industries, the Wilson business had suffered major loss. Which was in turn bad business for the Millers Firm as their legal advisor and consulting firm."There is no way Skyrock company would just terminate our contract with them just like that. Something must have gone wrong somewhere for them to no longer want to do business with us. And it was your firm's job to make sure nothing like that never happened". Finn's Father Henry said, raising his voice.Andrew's face went white as if all the blood drained from it. This was bad for his firm. The Wilsons were his bigge
What about this dress?”, she asked the shop attendant. “That's a Gucci Original released at the Sclavania fashion house” “Urgghh, please. I want something from Casa Grande's, the recent releases” “Well, in that case, we have just the perfect one.” The shop attendant took Elena across the room to their collection. The red dress immediately caught her eye. She whipped it off the open wardrobe, admiring the red, flamboyant dress with its studs and pearls. “I want it. Pack it up for me” “That would be $800,000” She gave the shop attendant her card. “Declined” Elena gave the girl a very disgusted look. The girl tried twice but of course she couldn't gather the guts to tell Elena the same thing. The woman seemed to have some influence. Her superior was informed to address the situation. “Madam, I'm sorry but it seems that your account has been closed, more like blocked to go straight to the point” Elena gave a mocking and belittling laugh. “You guys had better get your machi
“What the hell are you doing here at…”“I should be asking you. I mean, you ought to be breathing your last in jail. Anyways, how'd you get here?”Asher shakes his head. She really was a devil and hadn't changed a bit.“Wait. Let me guess. Borrowed suit, borrowed perfume. Ahhh, job seeking. Umm … just so you know, your qualifications wouldn't even pass the door, So… I'd advise you to go back.”His assistant, who was standing there the whole time, was confused. This woman could clearly not be talking to Emilio Rodriguez like that.“Or should I remind you that you have no background?”, she laughs mockingly. “Nobody wants a broke ass pauper Asher, Nobody wants a jail break who still has no recorded job experience because of some stupid contract he signed years ago”Asher smiled, stroking his chin with his hand. Just then, the receptionist came out and rushed to greet him. She bowed and took the file he was holding. As he walked past her and through the open hall, the employees bowed t
Andrea paced around in his large living room, obviously disturbed. Tumbler in hand, he gulped down the remains of his vodka, trying to calm down but jealousy raged his body. How could that scoundrel overthrone him just like that?! He'd been there. He was always the heir and he'd ensure it stayed that way. But the reality of his father's decision infuriated him all over again. The tumbler went flying across the room.“Mio figlio (my son)”.His mother's voice came, stealthily but bold from behind. She walked up to him and caressed his bold jawline. “Mio figlio, vere erede” (my son, true heir).“You shouldn't waste your anger on that… good for nothing boy”.“That good for nothing boy dares to inherit the whole Rodriguez fortune. Now that father has made him head over our home company, who knows what next!? Heir and inheritor?...”“Shhh…son. Hush there now. I had plans for you even before your birth. I have set your path and it, my dear child,it must align”, she paused momentarily, grinni
“Asher! I'm in trouble! Some guys… they've been following me for a while and last night they almost tried to rape me! Now I'm in the café and they're here too. Come please! I need your help”.Elena sent a live location after the message and waited for it to indicate read. As upset as he was, she knew he wasn't heartless.“You can rot in hell for all I care”.“Please Asher, I'm begging you. They are armed and the café is rapidly emptying. I think they want to kidnap me. Please Asher. My dad's been in some bad debt lately”.The text messages came bugging Asher's phone. He didn't want to believe her but he knew in his heart that he'd eventually come for her, no matter how many times he tried to convince himself that this was one of her many tricks to get to him. Did she really think he'd ever forgive her?. That was a no! But she was definitely right about one thing! She'd made him emotionally unstable. And yes, he wasn't over her yet.Elena kept bugging him, pleading with him to come urg
“Sofia?”Sofia raised her head from her computer.“The boss wants to see you.”Sofia Brown, a straight blonde, hurriedly put on her pumps. “Mr. Emilio must want the files”She took them in hand, walking briskly to the office.Riccardo opened the door.“Oh, Signore (Mister) Riccardo. It's a delight to see you!”“Piacere mio, bella”(my pleasure,beautiful)Riccardo said, letting her in.Sofia blushed. “Grazie (thank you) Signore Riccardo”“And where did you learn to speak Italian, Sofia?”“Good morning sir”, Sofia said hastily bowing. She hadn't noticed when Asher had come from the adjacent office.“Ahh, Miss Brown speaks excellent Italian young master, her mother's a native of my place”.“Interesting… how come I missed out on this information?”.“You didn't… I didn't think it was a requirement sir.” Sofia tugged her hair shyly behind her ears.“That's no problem. Have your seat”. Sofia was sure she didn't hear right.“Ssss… sit? I have the files here.. sir. I sorted them out yesterday a
“Sasha…”.“Yes babe”.“You know that I'm the only heir right?”.“Of course. I mean, Emilio can be head of a thousand companies, you still remain the heir”“Of course. But my patience is growing thin. Emilio's presence is making time go by so sluggishly. He’s intruding”.Sasha was a bit frightened. “So what do you plan on doing?”.“Put him on leave for a little while."“You don't plan on killing him do you?” Sasha who was lying down in his things now sat up to face him.“Tell me, what are his … allergies?”Sasha stared pale into Andrea's eyes. A dark smile creeped over him. He bent his head to kiss her neck, proceeding to her shoulders. “You are going to help me Sasha, aren't you. Remember, I'm the heir. I must take my place and with you by my side to become one of the world's richest females.”The thought of becoming influential excited her. She giggled as he moved his hands through the thin lace of her nightie.“Allergies… allergies…”, Sasha tried to think. “Well, I noticed he doesn'