Mateo Castelli

I was walking around one of my casinos when I suddenly bumped into a girl who seemed to be in danger because she was crying and her clothes were torn. She bumped into me and I tried to ask her questions, "What's wrong?" "Help me, please, they're chasing me!" She was crying, so scared she could barely stand. I frowned, sending two of my men in the direction she was running. She was tearful, and I noticed she was cold, so I gave her my coat and took her to my car. I drove her to the luxurious mansion where my grandmother lived. We talked, and she was a humble girl who had been abused, and now nobody wanted her, not even her mother. From what she told me, her mother had kicked her out. When we got home, I took her to my grandmother. "What happened to you, little girl?" said Michaela, Matteo's grandmother.

He is tall, formidable, with brown eyes, long, wavy brown hair, elegant, kind, good-hearted, a determined person, he is the heir to the family business (He owns a few casinos and they distribute weapons)