Alpha Enzo by Ls Barbosa

Enzo:

“I am impressed by the knowledge that you seem to have when your father claims that you never worked anything in your life.” I said, raising an eyebrow at Damon as we sat in the bar. This being our first ‘meeting‘ after his father has given him everything, well, after he announced it, and I was surprised by the way he managed things and his ideas.

“I may not have my father’s experience, but I am not oblivious nor am I reckless.” He said, and I nodded, looking down at the plan that he had. A yearly plan for what he intended to be in the club. He owned the most share, but being the one that had the smaller one after his, making me his second hand in this, he knew to consult me before the other men. “I intend for this to grow, a bigger franchise, and if we are smart enough an international

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“Your father was always against going to the cities that you mentioned. China and Japan for him were something that he wouldn’t discuss. Why are you choosing to do so now?” I asked, shaking my head in question. “And as far as I am understanding, you are making their hotels and franchises there cheaper in dollar than they are in here in New York or Los Angeles. I won’t even discuss Vegas as this is way too far in comparison.”

“That is called being smart, Enzo. I am not targeting the rich alone and of course, I am not aiming for tourists. So, imagine this, the hotel being a safe ground, but also being open for residents. The prices would be affordable to them, and if I am ONLY going to count brides and grooms, I am going to make more than I am making here. Now, if I am aiming for those who travel within the countries for vacation, heading from one city to another, we have more to it. This way, I gave more jobs, was able to hold more costumers…”

“And you were going to ruin a reputation that your father managed to hold for so long.” I said, stopping the man. “There is a certain criteria and class that your father held when it came to the hotels. Do you really think that you are going to be able to manage it when you open it for everyone to come? Tourists or not?”

“Your arrogance is not going to take you anywhere, Enzo.” He said, and I raised an amused eyebrow at the man. His eyes studied my expression, and I knew that he was

underestimating me a lot more than he wanted to let out. And though I wanted to know. where he was going to take things, I knew to stop him when I had to. The man was going to end up making a fool of himself and his father, and I wasn’t going to allow that very easily.

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“It is not arrogance, Damon. It is called business and a reputation that you want to hold for a franchise. Do you think that others would be coming, our allies, and our partners would be choosing this hotel when they see that it has been opened for commoners? And do you believe that everyone is going to

go by the safe ground rules? You are only going to bring in the cops into this, and if they start with that, I believe that you don’t aim to break the web that we’ve been holding on for so long in the few months that you’re going to hold your place.” I said, and the man raised an eyebrow at me. His eyes were darker than usual, and I knew that I triggered a nerve.

“No one is forcing them to come if they don’t want to.” He said, and I smirked, shaking my head at the idiot who believed himself to be something that he clearly wasn’t. He was an amateur, and if this was how he was going to begin, I could already see the downfall of this.

“Then you can say goodbye to everything that you will plan on building. Nevertheless, you can even say goodbye to what your father has worked on for so long, and you are going to end up with nothing in a span of a few months. And trust me, no one is going to buy a collapsing company or a company that is in debt. And I can tell, judging by your poor input, that this is where you’re leading yourself to be.” I said, and he scoffed, shaking his head at me.

The men who were sitting around the table with us were quiet, and though they didn’t say a word throughout the whole argument, I could tell that they agreed with me. If each one of the members of the board chose to remove his share, then the man was going to be losing more than he should be able to afford, and if that happens, then he was most likely going to end up not having anything. And that wasn’t something that he wanted.

“You know that he is right, Damon. You don’t have the experience

your father yet to be judging like he did, and even, he wouldn’t have agreed to making such a bold move on the first day that he was assigned to sit on a chair. One that I don’t understand how you got the chance to do to begin with,” Nader Ortega one of the men said, raising an eyebrow at him. The man was a don in his place, his mother was a strong woman where she was from, and his father knew to keep his head low, away from trouble, something that his son didn’t understand. “I am sorry, but

unless we have a reason to trust what you are bidding, I am out of this project, and if need brings it to be, I am going to choose to cut off the partnership completely.”

“You are choosing to cut a partnership over an idea that will be profitable?” The man asked, startled by Nader’s words. He and the other men who were beside him nodded in response.

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“We are cutting it because you seem to be more childish than you understand the project

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and what you need or mean by it. Do not get me wrong, son, but even your father would have agreed on what I am doing if he was sitting on this same table.” He said, nodding at the bartender. “I need a drink to swallow what I just heard from you. I swear, it is a lot more ridiculous than a woman trying to run her family as Pakhan, Capo, or Don.”

“You seem to really underestimate women, don’t you?” A woman said, walking up to us. Her eyes met mine, and I couldn’t help but frown as I recognized her as one of my old partner’s daughter. Her black

hair draped over her shoulders, and she smiled, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Rita,” I said, and she shook her head at me.

“It’s nice to know that you still remember my name, Mr. D’Angelo.” She said, extending her hand at Nader. “Rita Dubois at your service…