You know when you grow up, graduate from high school, go to college and do what you always wanted to do? Well, that's me. Hi, my name is Benjamin, I'm 23 years old, I have a degree in business administration, I'm Brazilian, born and raised in Rio de Janeiro, and I live in the Rocinha community. Yes, I live in a favela, but not for much longer. My dream is to go to Canada. I've always seen online that it's a beautiful place, and my dream ever since has been to live there. Well, I'm single, never been with anyone. I'm gay, but nobody here in the favela knows that. The only person who knows is my mom. Well, she knew because she passed away two days ago. Yes, I'm alone in the world. When my dad found out my mom was pregnant, he disappeared. You know that famous phrase, "He went to buy cigarettes and never came back"? Well, that's what happened. And since then, my mom always fought to take care of me and did what she could to pay for my college. And I promise to make the woman who always supported me in everything proud.

Well, I'm here with a buyer for the house my mother had here in the favela. Yes, the house was beautiful, two floors, three bedrooms, two of them suites. "But wait, how is that possible? Your mother had nothing to her name." It's true, she didn't. But what nobody knows is that my "daddy" left her money to have an abortion, and it was a lot of money. So, since she wasn't going to have an abortion, she preferred to buy a house for us, and she wanted a big house to give me the best comfort a child could have. She bought the house and still had some money left over to support me. But as the months went by, the money was running out. So, my mom decided to open a bakery for her here in the community. My mother was a cook and baker extraordinaire, she knew how to do everything. And with this small business, she was able to support me and pay for my college. But unfortunately, God wanted his angel back in heaven, and so He took her back. She was in the terminal stage of breast cancer. When she told me, there was nothing more I could do. She hid it from me for a long time. Then she told me when there was nothing more that could be done. She worked until she couldn't anymore. And since I have no one left, I decided to leave here. This house will bring back memories of her. Yes, I want to remember her always, but I want to remember her well and healthy. Here in this house, I'm going to keep remembering her suffering, and I don't want that.

So, in order not to keep remembering her and feeling sad about the way she died, I prefer to sell the house and the bakery and leave Brazil. And yes, to be able to buy a little house in Canada for myself, a house with just one bedroom, an American kitchen, and a bathroom. I was happy about this but sad at the same time. Sad to leave my house where I grew up and lived happily for 23 years. And now I'm here selling my house to a total stranger. But it will be better this way. I'm already 23 years old and I've never found someone to love and be loved by. I want to be happy, I want to find the man of my life, I want to be loved, I want to be happy. And I have a good feeling about Canada. Will it be the place where I will find someone to love me? Will it be the place where I will be happy? Will it be the place where I will give my purity to the love of my life? Will it be a place to love?

When you grow up in a home without love, without affection, you become a person without feelings, you become a person who doesn't care about anyone, especially when your father is the head of the Canadian Mafia, imagine a man without feelings, imagine a man who has no mercy on anyone, and yes, I became worse than him. People are afraid of me, they are afraid to get close to me.

My name is Matheo Cooper, I'm 38 years old, I'm a cold man, I have no feelings for anyone, not even my family. I'm seeing multiple women, I'm prejudiced, I don't like gays, I get pissed off when I see one, yes I'm homophobic. I have a boat where I spend my weekends, I spend the night with 5 or 6 women, and all the ones who slept with me always wanted to repeat, but I don't like repeating myself, I don't sleep with the same woman. I consider myself heartless, my father already tried to arrange a marriage for me, but I don't want to, I don't want a woman to nag me. My mother never cared about me, she never cared about me, she only had me because when she found out she was pregnant and had the ultrasound, it showed that it was a boy, that's why she continued with the pregnancy because my father needed an heir. From the time I was born, it was the nanny who raised me, and when I was 8 years old, I was calling her mom and I was starting to have feelings for her as a son, and when my parents found out, he killed her in front of me, and said that it's faggots who have feelings, and that real men don't love. Then I asked why he loved mom, and he replied, "I don't love your mother, I never loved anyone, I married your mother to have an heir and for her to satisfy me whenever I want, that's all." After that day, I started training to be the head of the Canadian Mafia.

When I was 16, I was already considered the cruelest among the Mafias, all the people who hear my name are afraid of me, and that gives me enormous satisfaction, I love it when people are afraid of me. Oh, I forgot to mention, I have a right-hand man, his name is Guto Landim, he is my age. We have been friends since childhood, he is the only person who talks to me as an equal, he is the only person who curses me and doesn't get shot in the face, he is also gay, yes, he is gay and he is the only one I accept, other than that I'm disgusted by people like that. He is single and also cold and without feelings, you will meet him throughout the story. I'm taken out of my thoughts with Guto calling me.

Guto - Earth calling Matheo.

Matheo - Speak, you jerk.

Guto - We have a trip to Brazil today, it's urgent.

Matheo - What happened now?

Guto - The owner of the little rock wants to do business.

Matheo- I can't believe that son of a bitch, when I wanted to do business with him, he didn't want to, why does he want to now?

Guto- I don't know either, but think about it, it's a favela, they can sell a lot there, and we can profit much more.

Matheo- Let's go to Brazil, prepare the jet, I want to go today and come back tomorrow, I don't like Brazil, there's only

Before Matheo finishes, Guto speaks.

Guto- Be careful what you say, if you're going to offend gay people, I'm leaving here and letting you go to Brazil alone, don't forget I'm gay, and you accepted me very well.

Matheo- You are the only one I accept because you are my brother from another mother and my best friend, but you know all gays go around flirting with anyone and still feel entitled to hit on people.

Guto- Not all are like that.

Matheo- Let's change the subject, I don't like these kinds of subjects, get the jet ready, we'll leave in 30 minutes.

Guto leaves and goes to do what his friend asked, and he keeps thinking about the conversation he just had with him, and he imagines that when he meets the love of his life, and if that someone is a man, how will he react, I really hope Matheo finds love, and that love is gay.

While Guto is preparing the flight to Brazil, Benjamin is packing his bags, as he will be traveling to Canada the next day, he managed to sell his house and his mother's bakery, he was happy and sad at the same time, happy because he would fulfill his dream of living in Canada and sad because he would not go with his mother, after arranging everything Benjamin went to prepare breakfast because he was starving, he went to the market bought some things to make breakfast, when he was going to sit at the same table to have his coffee the doorbell rings, so he goes to answer when he opens the door he comes face to face with the owner of the morro.

Benjamin- h-hi, is everything okay?

Morro Owner- Yeah, I heard you're leaving.

Benjamin- y-yes, I'm going tomorrow.

Morro Owner- Why don't you stay here and come live with me?

Benjamin- No, I don't want to stay here anymore, my mother passed away so I have nothing left here.

Morro Owner- Stay with me, I've always had a crush on you, every time I saw you, I felt something inside me.

Benjamin- I can't stay here anymore, and I'm sorry, we don't even know each other well, I'm leaving tomorrow, so if you'll excuse me, thank you.

The Morro Owner walked out of there pissed off because he really liked Benjamin and wanted the little one just for himself, death was what they called the morro owner, he promised himself that Benjamin would be his, whatever it took, but little did he know that a Cold and calculating Mafioso would enter the game, and when a Mafioso enters a game it's to win.

After that moment, Benjamin came back and had his breakfast in peace, when it was night Benjamin heard some strange noises coming from the street and then decided to go see, Ben was wearing a big shirt down to his knee and underneath he was only wearing underwear, he didn't even care and went to the street to see what was happening, when he left the house, he stopped in front of his gate, and after a few seconds a beautiful all-black car appeared, it was a luxury car, suddenly the car stopped in front of me and I see a handsome man, and he asks.

Matheo- Good evening, where does the owner of the morro live?

Benjamin- Good evening, he lives two houses down from me.

Matheo- Thank you.

And so the man rolled up his car window and drove towards the house of death, I go inside my house and try to sleep because it's almost midnight, and I have to leave everything tidy before I leave, I lie down on the bed and try to sleep, but unfortunately I can't because that man won't leave my head, how can this be happening, I just saw him.