Free The Kiss Of The Don 1 (Romantic Suspense) (The Famiglia Serials) by S.K. Lee Page A

believe. Why?”
     
    Danny took his face between his huge hands and forced Enzo to look at him.
     
    “Let me tell you something. I have nothing against you Enzo, but honestly I think you’re a friggin spoiled kid. Yes, you’re very smart but you act like a friggin brat! I know you’re financially independent but think about it. Did you honestly get there just by your own effort? When you were in college, did you pay for the tuition? Did you pay for your car and your rent? Did you put the money down for your fancy condo?”
     
    Enzo kept silent. These were uncomfortable questions to answer and he preferred to avoid them. He didn’t want his version of his life story to be questioned.
     
    “What’s your point?”
     
    “My point is that people like me or these guys that you see over there - and thousands of people like us - have hustled in the streets for years for your father. All the money he’d made to finance your education and support your expensive lifestyle came from people like us. We risk our lives every day to make money. And part of that money eventually helped you to be where you are today.” Danny said with a bossy voice. He was talking with lots of passion.
     
    He took his breath and continued.
     
    “That’s why I’m saying you’re selfish and ungrateful. If you don’t like it, you need to suck it up and grow a pair. There are thousands of people who count on the Famiglia to survive. You can’t just walk away and act like you don’t care. All the money that you enjoy today comes from a job – a nice job on Wall Street thanks to a nice degree that all of us have paid for. If you had to live in streets, you wouldn’t be able to generate one single dollar. You hear me son? Not a single dollar! You’d starve to death. So if you think you’re self-made, think about it again. You’re not – WE MADE YOU. Now it’s time to step up to the plate and show us what you’ve got.”
     
    Enzo was speechless.
     
    Nobody had ever talked to him like that. His ego and his pride were badly hurt. His blood was boiling and he wanted to fight – not physically, but verbally.
     
    He wanted to defend himself. He wanted to win the argument. Winning was what he was born to do. But this time, the battle involved too much personal issues and his emotions were out of control.
     
    It took him five good minutes to calm down and let go. He kept silent and walked around, like a caged animal. He was struggling internally. His emotions and his rational mind were clashing, trying to pull him in different directions.
     
    When he was finally able to calm down, Enzo realized that Danny was right. It was hard to admit but he was damn right. It was like a giant bitter pill to swallow. He wished he could fight and argue but there was no point. The truth was standing right in front of his face and he couldn’t escape.
     
    Surprisingly, he wasn’t mad at Danny. He didn’t resent him. He didn’t feel threatened either. Danny and all these men were here to help. They weren’t enemies – they were part of the family.
     
    And most importantly, Enzo was well aware that they were looking for help. Danny could say whatever he wanted but at the end of the day, they were indeed looking for help.
     
    A strange and warm feeling started to grow in his chest and his stomach. He couldn’t explain it at first, but he quickly identified how he felt – he felt protected. There was somebody out there watching his back, and it felt great.
     
    He was upset about the whole situation but at the same time, he knew he wasn’t alone in this mess. He also felt impressed by Danny’s honesty and ability to be so straightforward. That man was incredibly frank and although his words were painful to hear, Enzo instinctively knew that he could trust him.
     
    Danny wasn’t exactly a gentleman but he was reliable and genuine. It felt good to have him on his side and Enzo felt reassured. His experience and wisdom were very helpful, and Enzo