Dominique castle, Naples, Italy. 20.00 PM
Dozens of men dressed in all black with big bodies lined up neatly along the path, welcoming the arrival of the master who had just returned from Spain. The man with a slightly bushy beard with a handsome face seemed to have just gotten off the limousine that had just picked him up at the airport.
As soon as the man walked over, all the men who had already lined up spontaneously lowered their heads. Pay respect to the master. Even though it was almost morning, the men's agility was unquestionable.
"Bentonato, signore" said a burly middle-aged man.
"I thought you were asleep, Damien."
The burly man smiled. "How could I sleep when I knew you were coming home."
"Don't overdo it, I'm not a kid anymore and you also have to take care of your health. You're the one who should get more attention, not me."
"Mi amor ..."
