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Chapter 1 RETURN

More than 10 hours of flight had already passed. I did the math and it would be around 8 PM in Tokyo and 1 PM in Naples... Basically, everything was already planned out to arrive without any hiccups. With 7 hours of travel left, I was thinking about just getting there, grabbing something to eat, and going to sleep, knowing that in two days I had a visit from Mrs. Youko. While I thought about her, the flight attendants were already serving dinner to have something in our stomachs and avoid going hungry, since obviously it would be bad for my health and Mrs. Madonna would scold me.

First of all, let me explain how I met Madonna, my lady. And don't act surprised, she would be the queen of Pop.

While I dine, I'll tell you.

It was about 15 days after my beloved Adrienna Napoli passed away. While I was in the lagoon of sadness, I walked through the red-light district of Naples, where there were all kinds of cheap brothels and others of good reputation. The most logical thing in this Dante-esque scenario was that they didn't do anything to me. Since I was someone known by everyone in Naples, because of my fame as a junior tennis player, or youth, to avoid confusion in this mess. Some knew that I was the son of the famous sculptor Italina Farina and the painter Milou Lockser. But basically, they liked me because I didn't see them as outcasts or pariahs of the city. Despite my social status, I didn't have the inflated ego of my parents. I was still pondering this when I saw the name "Madonna's Delmos". I dared to enter, but when I was about to, a big doorman stopped me because he didn't recognize me. It wasn't even 5 minutes of waiting when behind the big guy appeared an older lady and said...

"Big Rossi bear, let him in, he's someone well-known here in the city."

The older lady was wearing a completely black tight-fitting suit, with high heels, and the most noticeable thing was that her white underwear was showing. She took me to her room, where we started talking about things, she knew who I was and the whole story. The only thing she gave me was good oral sex to pass the time. Since then, I started a relationship with her, as it was my cure for feeling like a son of a bitch, for the loss of my beloved.

After that, she said to me.

"My dear and handsome Lockser, I hope that in the future you find someone who loves you, I know you're going to Japan to study, your parents have always been shit to me, but you're very different, the whole city respects and loves you, you're like Maradona when he came here to play in Naples."

I replied...

"Thank you very much, My lady, and I'm sure you wanted a little collagen, hence the blowjob."

"You know a lot, my dear. And my name is Madonna."

"It's a pleasure, my beloved lady Madonna, I think I'll be away for a long time."

"Handsome, you know, here we can be your eyes, ears, and voice, who enters and who leaves the city of the people you meet and know."

"Thank you, my lady, I think I'll leave in a week, I'll miss you."

Well, that's how I met my lady Madonna, it was crazy, and I did her a small favor, but thanks to that, I gained another place where I can be calm, where I can do certain things without jeopardizing my future career as a professional tennis player.

I finished dinner and the flight attendant cleared the dinner plate, while I got ready to sleep for another 4 hours and be awake for the last 3 hours of the flight. I set the alarm on my phone to ring in 4 hours and made sure not to disturb anyone. While I slept, I dreamed of my beloved, but I knew I had to be strong when I returned, but while I slept I remembered that I had to go to a very old church next to the sea where I fulfilled a whim for my beloved who wanted a fake wedding. Four hours passed and I felt my phone vibrating, where I turned off the alarm and adjusted the time for Italy on my phone, which was 4 PM.