Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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Miami, Florida
A cool breeze shot out of the vents, giving the room a much needed dose to kick down the steaming temperatures. The offices inside the Disco Fever club were a steam box during the day, but with winter beginning to roll over, they became quite cool during the night hours when the club was heavily populated. Antonio didn't let any of it phase him as he sat at his desk, going over paper work for earnings of the club. A light blue shirt covered his chest while he had on a pair of white pants underneath. The young man had been teased by Maria that he was dressing like his uncle Steven, but Antonio wasn't bothered at all by her puns. He found them to be a bit funny, though it was true that he took after his uncle. Especially now as the young man was being thrust into the role of managing the club during Steven's absence.
Every afternoon would pass by, but not without Antonio arriving at the club and heading straight back to the offices. Without his uncle around and without his father supervising anything whatsoever, he felt that this was the time to prove himself that he was the right person to hand the keys in the future. Antonio tirelessly worked himself managing the club with Maria's help, making sure everything was kept under order while they awaited Steven's return. Every night, Maria was his eyes and ears outside the walls of the V.I.P. halls while Antonio sat back in the offices and managed everything. He occasionally went over surveillance videos, making sure there wasn't any bartenders or anyone in the club acting suspicious. During this time, the young man made excessive usage of the security to watch over anything he considered to be suspicious. Nothing escaped his watchful eye during the time span he was the working manager.
Today things would be changing back to normal for the night club's management. It was a Monday afternoon and Steven was coming home after his vacation in Las Vegas. Antonio wanted to be the first to greet his uncle when he walked through the doors of Disco Fever. Steven had called yesterday evening, alerting his arrival to be expected. The young man didn't know what to expect from his uncle returning. The vacation he had taken was well needed, working it's way to allow Antonio to have more experience on his own. The clock read 1 PM when the phone rang in the office. Maria answered it while Antonio was walking down the hall, unable to reach the door in time. He soon heard Maria's voice shout to him.
"Antonio!"
"Hold on just a second, I'm coming!"
Only a few steps had to be made for him to poke his head through the door. The blonde assistant smiled towards him as she set the phone back down.
"That was your uncle calling, he said that he'll be here in the next twenty minutes."
"Great, I wanna surprise him. I'll be waiting downstairs near the bar if you need me."
Maria didn't get a chance to reply back to him as he hurried down the hall with all intents of going outside. It was funny to see someone so surprised and enthusiastic to be reunited with a family member, she thought to herself. During the afternoon hours, the janitors were busy cleaning the main inner walls of the club. The bar was completely closed, regardless if Antonio wanted a drink or not. When he hurried his shoes down the stairs, he noticed someone walking through the doors accompanied with a dark haired woman at his side. Once Antonio had made it completely down the stairs, he noticed that it was his father Tony and Salma Hayek together. He tried not to frown, as he was taken back at the presence of his old man. He was wearing a black pinstripe suit while the older Mexican actress was wearing a black dress almost matching his father's style. The aged man glanced over his right shoulder and lit up in a smile towards Antonio.
"There's my boy! How are you doing, son? Come see me!"
For once, Antonio had witnessed his father appearing to be happy in his presence. Just to have him here at the club unexpected was a completely surprise, but now he was even more shocked. This was something he had least expected from him, since his father Tony had not been to the club a single time since his son substituted managing in Steven's absence. As he approached his father, Antonio looked back at him with a shocked expression when he pulled his arms apart to give a hug.
"Looks like you've been doing quite well for yourself, son. I'm proud of you, you're doing a good job here."
To hear his father's words during their embrace, Antonio's jaw dropped. They rarely ever had bonding moments like this as father and son. When he had told him that he was proud, the young man almost shed a tear. Antonio always felt that he was rarely noticed by his father, so this was a moment he wanted to treasure forever. When he pulled apart from the hug, he smiled to his old man.
"Thanks dad, that means a lot coming from you."
Off to the side of Tony was Salma Hayek standing there with a big grin over her face. Sometimes Antonio found it funny that his father was dating such a high profile Hollywood celebrity, but it wasn't unusual. His father always had famous friends, but Salma seemed to serious about their relationship. He didn't know of his dad to ever settle with one woman, but Salma seemed to change things. Tony turned and threw his arm around Salma's shoulder, still grinning as he glanced back to his son and spoke.
"Salma and I've have got big news to share with you, son."
Antonio glanced back surprised as he replied.
"So that's why you're here? I figured you were here cause Steven is on his way."
"Steven's coming back from his vacation?"
"Yes, he just called a few minutes ago and said he was on his way."
Tony's face flashed in a surprise. Antonio had assumed that his uncle had alerted his father, but apparently not. The young man watched as his father turned to look at Salma before glancing back to him and replying once again.
"Well, if that's true, then our news can wait."
Together, Salma and Tony stepped away and left Antonio there alone for a few moments. He wondered to himself, just what was this 'news' they had to share? He didn't know what to think, but could make many guesses. Knowing how his father liked expensive toys, Antonio guessed that it was probably a new yacht or home for both of them. While thinking to himself, he walked over to the bar where Salma and his father were seated before changing his mind in the final seconds and stepping away. Though it hadn't been that much time since he last seen his uncle, it still felt like a long period for Antonio. He walked to the front doors, deciding that he was going to step outside and await Steven's arrival.
The morning coolness had already faded into another blazing hot day in southern Florida. When the winter came, it was almost like a gift from the seasonal change, but it was rarely ever cold after the sun had risen to heat the day up. Ambient sounds of traffic and the wind filled his ears, just another day in town. Antonio had left his sunglasses back in the pocket of his blazer jacket sitting in his office, but it wasn't worth venturing back into the club to retrieve. A gold Wrangler jeep came pulling into the driveway of the club. The metallic paint over the vehicle almost blinded Antonio's sight, but he watched as it pulled up into a parking space up front. When the engine shut off, both doors opened with a man stepping out of the driver's side. From the passenger's side, a white high heel could be seen briefly before stomping over the concrete pavement beneath the luxurious vehicle. When the driver's side door slammed, Antonio lit up in a smile.
"Welcome back, it's good to see you again."
Steven was back in town, standing just before his nephew now. Their white suits were nearly an identical match, except for Steven wearing a purple shirt underneath and a gold watch over his left wrist. The high heels clacked over the pavement until a female voice called out to Antonio.
"Hey, it's good to see you again too Antonio. How are you doing?"
When the young man turned around, he was greeted to the smiling face of Jennifer Lopez. She stood tall in her white heels, wearing a pair of stone washed blue jeans that hugged every curve of her body. A simple brown T-shirt was over her chest while her long brunette hair was pinned up in a pony tail. She had caught the young man by surprise, giving her a nervous look as he most certainly wasn't expecting her.
"Oh hey, Jennifer. It's been a while since I last saw you, I'm doing pretty good lately."
