The Powerful Dustin Rodriguez

A new song on my lips.

Dustin couldn't believe his life. Kidnapped? In broad daylight?

"Please! Let me go!" He struggled with the strange men that were now dragging him somewhere after placing black sack on him.

His mind was racing, wondering what was happening. Finally, the car stopped abruptly.

"Careful, you reckless driver! Treat our young master with respect, will you!" One voice yelled out.

"Sorry boss." The man who was the driver said immediately.

Wait...young master??who?

The blindfold was removed and he was gently brought down the van. The men were on black suits with stern faces, each of them giving him a low bow for some reason.

"You've found the wrong man. Please let me go now." Dustin said, trying to reason with them.

The one who looked like their boss, very tall with brown ponytail and huge body, chuckled.

"We've been searching for you, young master. This is not a mistake." he said, "please sir, come with me."

"To where?" Dustin inquired. Then he turned to see a great mansion staring back at him. "Whoa..."

His mouth fell open by the sight. It was like he was in another universe. There was a giant oak tree somewhere to the left, and in the center was a beautiful water fountain. The floor was so neat you could sleep on it.

The painting was very colorful and attractive. Everything was beautiful.

Stepping in, he realized the insides were even more magnificent than the outside. Tall rectangle windows with beautiful curtains lined along the long room he figured was a passageway to the living room.

In the living room, neatly arranged furniture with a magnificent television set could be seen. There was a fireplace just around the corner. The whole room reeked of richness, like the kind that only a multi billionaire could afford.

"Wait here sir, someone will join you shortly." The man said.

Dustin couldn't just sit in a stranger's home. "Wait, why am I here? And what's your name anyway?"

The hefty man smiled. "Forgive me sir, it's not in my power to tell. But my name however, is Vincent. I'm an assigned guard, along with my partner, Bobby, but you haven't met him yet."

"Assigned guard??" Dustin's brows furrowed.

Just then, a man strode in. Tall with a handsome face. Blue eyes and brown hair, just like Dustin, except, Dustin is much younger.

His eyes bulged out on seeing the man. "Dad??? What the hell?"

The man smiled as he walked forward. "I hope Vincent isn't bothering you too much. He's quite stubborn, you see."

"I try not to be, sir." Vincent grinned sharply. "I was just introducing myself to young master."

"Dad, what's going on here! I thought you were...I mean, the accident!" Dustin was losing his mind here.

The man's face was suddenly serious. "Take a seat, son. We need to talk."

Immediately, Dustin sat on the couch opposite his dad. He needed to picture his face, every emotion as he spoke.

"Yes, years ago I got involved in that accident." His father began. "I left you at that young age to struggle alone. News got to me that your uncle passed away two years ago?"

Dustin lowered his head, his heart suddenly sinking in sadness. "Yes. He died of a heart attack."

Ever since then, Dustin always thought he was all alone in the world. But he met his wife, and his two best friends. Seeing that he had lost them all that day really broke him.

But the universe had never given up on him! His father was still alive...

"I survived the accident and I was left on an island for months with memory loss. After a while doing petty jobs and all, I made friends and came to the city. Started my business and it boomed really well. I had wealthy sponsors to support me."

"I started going by the name Martyrs."

"You own Matyrs motors!?" Dustin asked with shock written all over his face.

That company was one of the largest companies in New York. It's even rated amongst the top 3 automobile companies in NYC!

"Well, for years, it was managed by me and others. But I worked really hard and now, it's all mine. I started investing in small hotels and restaurants until I was able to afford huge ones. A lot of hotels here are all mine."

"It has been rough, but I managed a lot of achievements. And it saddens my heart that you weren't beside me. Few months back, I had a memory, very faint, but I saw you in it!"

"Then it became my life mission to find you. Slowly, I regained my memories, my son. And we're here now."

Dustin paused, letting everything he'd been saying to sink in. He wasn't just no longer an orphan again, but the son of a wealthy man!?

"What are you thinking, son?" the man asked out of worry. He feared his son would no longer accept him if he had come any late. But was he already late?

A lot of emotions were racing down Dustin's mind, but after a while, he realized he was grateful for a family. He rushed down to meet his dad and squeezed him into a tight hug.

"I've missed you, dad. I thought you...I've lost everyone around me dad. I'm so glad you walked into my life now." he said at last.

After a moment of reunion, Dustin came to the realization that he would be needing a good job. After what Laura had done to him, after what that mad man had done to him! Sleeping with his wife!

Then his friends! His boss!

"Dad, I need a job. I would be honored to work as a staff in one of your companies, or hotel." He asked genuinely. Finally, he would be able to show Laura the kind of man he can be.

And what she was missing out on.

"Son, I won't give you a job." His father said.

Dustin couldn't believe his eyes. "Wait what?? Why not!"

"Because I'm handing everything over to you! I want to retire, and I'm glad I've finally found you. All of this is for you now."

What? For...me??