In the streets of Naples - Chapter 1

 Chapter I

No sooner had his suitcases been deposited in his hotel room than Nikki changed his clothes and hurried to the nearest beach. He hadn't chosen this hotel for its comfort, luxury or centrality. He'd only chosen it because it was close to the beach where he'd vacationed as a child. His heart was beating so fast... He saw the ruins of the old spa... He couldn't help smiling as he thought back to the time when he'd gone inside to play with his vacation buddy... He could see himself smoking cigarettes made from the vines that grew in this derelict palace. He remembered his head spinning as he and his buddy, who didn't speak the same language at all, told each other incredible stories. He realized with some disenchantment that barricades barred entry to the palace of his childhood. Sometimes, returning to beloved places of the past causes a kind of wound in the heart. The beach was no longer free... It had become a paying beach, covered with deckchairs. Long gone were the days of impromptu picnics with her pal, eating freshly opened sea urchins, catching fish before cooking them on the sand. Nikki stood in front of the beach entrance. He was overwhelmed with emotion.... A silly grin crossed his face and he stood motionless in front of the entrance to the private club that now owned the beach. He was about to turn around when he heard a deep, masculine voice addressing him.

You seem to be looking for something, sir.

When Nikki turned around, he saw a guy in a bathing suit. His gaze was drawn to the size of his pecs, which formed two imposing bulbs tattooed by wings that Nikki took to be those of an angel. His bulge was beautifully enhanced by the smallness of his speedo.

Nikki then felt something he hadn't been used to since he'd split up with his boyfriend: sexual desire. His eyes focused on the beauty of the spectacle and he said with a huge smile

Yes, excuse me, I think I was looking for my past!

The man approached Nikki. He smelled incredible, of the sea and the sun, of vacations and carefree days. He whispered in Nikki's ear in a soft, suave voice

I'll finish working in an hour and after that I'll let you discover the present.

before turning away. Nikki was speechless. He may have been gay and had quite a few relationships with guys, but he didn't know how anyone could be confident enough to hit on a guy like that in public. And at the same time, he loved it. He loved it when people liked him. It was undoubtedly the marks of the lack of love he'd received from his parents... He walked, heart pounding, cock throbbing, back to his hotel room. This guy looked hot as hell, and he'd gone on vacation to have some fun.

The text message was a mission. Some guy hadn't paid his debt to the gang. The message was clear and Luigi knew exactly what he had to do. He'd done it dozens of times before. He knew he had carte blanche. He had earned his authority through the punishments he inflicted. The crueler they were, the greater the gang's aura. Impress to rule, that was his motto. The target was a guy he didn't know. It was better that way, as it made for more terrible punishment. As is often the case, it was one of those influencers who hang out on Instagrame and think Naples is Dubai. A coke delivery that hadn't been paid for... But this time the amount was high, so the punishment was going to be severe...

Luigi climbed into his van and headed out of the working-class districts of Naples towards the city's chic suburbs. The villas were splendid. All this money made Luigi angry. He couldn't understand how anyone could be so successful. He didn't understand this fashion for posting one's life on the networks. It was so easy to identify different targets. People let their lives hang out on the Internet and were surprised to find they no longer had any privacy.

He was now in front of the house of his new target, Stefano.... He had his delivery suit on and everything was planned. He approached the door and rang the bell. Stefano came to open the door in his underwear.