Chapter Six

" Your father is waiting for you. The Rodriguez lineage and Dynasty needs to be continued by you.Your $5000 billion dollars worth inheritance is waiting for you sir.". Riccardo said as Asher's mouth dropped in awe and his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Goosebumps filled Asher's body as a cold shiver ran down his spine.

"Hmm? Wh-..What?". Asher asked, shocked.

"Yes sir". Riccardo affirmed.

"What? Oh my God. No wonder you guys could get that heartless chief of police and warden to release me". Asher said as he ran his hands through his thick hair, shaking it.

"The Rodriguez Dynasty holds immense power in Italy and it has been so for generations." Riccardo continued dutifully without anyone asking him. "I'm so sorry for the life you lived so far as Asher White." Riccardo said while bowing down to the ground. "Young master, I'm so sorry for failing you."

Asher watched him with amazement. His head couldn't wrap around the whole situation for a moment. No one has ever shown him respect before, talkless of bowing to him. It felt so weird to him.

"What are you doing?. Get up. Don't do that". Asher said quickly.

"I'm so sorry sir, I deserve to die". Riccardo said and stood up, dusting his suit. "You were a very special child when you were little. You were your father's golden child and the only he had in remembrance of his late wife". 

"Wait!!. How do you know that?. You look my age." Asher asked.

"My father's have served the Rodriguez Dynasty for generations. As a kid, I grew up to serve you. So I know everything there is to know about you. I am so sorry for being such a failure despite the Rodriguez's kindness to my fathers for generations. When I found out you were in jail, I was so disappointed in myself. I'm so sorry sir." Riccardo yapped on while Asher watched with amusement, resisting the urge to burst out into laughter.

"Stop being overly dramatic. You're such a comedian Ric. Don't beat yourself up.  I Don't even remember anything and it's not your fault." Asher said, Patting Riccardo on his shoulders who nodded slowly.

"So you're saying I'm the heir to a $5000 billion dollar worth Inheritance". Asher asked, still not believing it fully.

"Yes sir". Riccardo answered.

"You weren't lying when you said my real family is influential and powerful. Right?"

"No sir". Riccardo affirmed again 

"So it means I have power?". 

"Exactly sir". Riccardo answered smiling.

"We just need you to get better and get back to Rome. Your Father and the rest of your family are expecting you."

The thought of that formed a smile on Asher's face. The thought of him meeting his own real family interested him but then the thought of the Millers struck him.

"Hold that thought Riccardo. I can't leave yet, I have unfinished business here in NewYork". Asher said.

"And what would that be if I may ask?". Riccardo asked dutifully. 

"The Millers. Their daughter is my wife. I mean ex wife. I want to confirm something". Asher said as his heart ached.

"Oh!!". Riccardo said as he punched into his tablet. "No wonder you mentioned them. If they are well to do from what I see here, and their daughter is your wife, I mean ex wife, why would they allow you rot-..".

Riccardo stopped talking as he saw the fiery gaze Asher gave him.

"Sorry sir. I got carried away". Riccardo said as he slightly bowed his head.

"It's complicated, Riccardo. I just want to check and confirm something. If it's true then the Millers owe me one. Get me ready,I want to see my wife". Asher said with an authority he never knew he possessed.

"But you're not…"

Riccardo's voice trailed as Asher's eyes literally sent daggers through them. But he completed his sentence nevertheless weakly "... Fit to leave the hospital yet."

"This is nothing compared to what Elena and her parents did to me. It doesn't compare to the pain of Elena's betrayal." Asher said and forced himself off the hospital bed.

"I'm sure the heir to a $5000 billion dollar inheritance has a car?".

"You have more than a car". Riccardo said with a smirk while Asher returned it".

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"Sir……we've been here for over an hour and nothing has happened. What waste your energy on–". Riccardo shut up immediately as Asher shot him a warning glare. He understood immediately and faced his head to his side of the window of the luxurious tinted Maybach. Asher wasn't interested in talking to any of the Millers. He just wanted to confirm that it wasn't true. He was hoping Elena didn't mean those things she said and she was pressured by her father. He hoped she would come back to him.

"Sitting like that for a long time will infect your wounds. They haven't been sterilised and dressed properly. The warden and those useless guards has been punished for treating you that way. You need to take care of your health. You are very important now." Riccardo began again.

"She usually goes shopping by this time. Let's wait a little longer". Asher answered without sparing him a glance.

"Sir, you can have any woman of your choice. Any amount. You have the looks, wealth and power. Why worry yourself about the daughter of someone who doesn't reach up to your standard?". Riccardo said again.

"You're right about Elena not being up to my standard. But this isn't about that. She's the reason I stayed strong and persevered all these years." Asher explained.

"I still don't think she is with this stress". Riccardo muttered to himself and Asher looked at him.

"She's here". Riccardo said quickly in an attempt to tear his master's gaze away from him.

Asher watched as Elena walked out of the house beautiful and glorious as ever. However, his eyes lit up as the scene in front of him unfolded with Elena chatting loudly, her hands wrapped around the man she always told him not to worry about. Finn. Her ex boyfriend.

"What the hell?". Riccardo asked, staring at the duo.

"She–". Riccardo stopped as he turned to see his master frozen, visibly hurt as he listened to their conversation.

"Oh!! Babe!! I forgot to tell you". Elena said as she chatted loudly. "That pauper called me the other day". 

"Who are you talking about?" Finn asked, confused.

"Asher!! Come on baby! Keep up". Elena said, slightly annoyed.

"Oh!! What did he want?"

"I don't know. But I told him off". Elena said mockenly." He's such a fool for thinking I ever loved him".

"Baby, I told you to stop talking about that douchebag". Finn said, pulling Elena closer to him by the waist."It's all about us now, don't let him spoil it. Okay?". He said, pressing his lips on hers.

Asher watched the scene and a ball dropped painfully to his stomach. His heart ached and tears welled up at the corners of his eyes.

"Sir?". Riccardo called worried, as he overheard everything too.

"Riccardo, how much power does the  Rodriguez hold exactly?" Asher asked as he turned his head away from the window.

"Much more powerful than you can imagine. Why do you ask?".

Asher breathed in deeply while arranging his slightly rumpled clothes.

"Let's go to Italy".

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