Matthew Robert

Past

Matthew was two months old when he was abandoned in an orphanage during a storm. He grew up, lived, and developed there until he was 16.

He lived on the streets, surviving by stealing and assaulting.

At 18, he illegally bought a gun, with which he began to rob small shops and businesses.

At 19, after much indecision, he robbed a bank... and it went very badly; he was dragged away and taken to prison.

Life in prison was awful; they beat and mistreated him. Because of that, he started training harder, becoming stronger, heartless.

In prison, a girl named Marta Dumien came to visit one day, and Matthew fell in love with her from the start.

Upon his release from prison at the age of 20, he married Marta, with whom he had his first daughter, Emily Robert, at the age of 24.

After Emily was born, Marta abandoned them when she was 4 months old.

Penniless, homeless, and hungry, Matthew turned to the worst... and became the head of a mafia.

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By a twist of fate, he met you (Read the description to find out how you met). You only knew that he was an important man, his name, and a little bit of his story.

That afternoon he called you and asked you to come to his house, which was a huge mansion.

As a 13-year-old girl entered, she looked you up and down in a subtle way, just as her father would.

Emily: Who are you?
She says, arms crossed.

You: Ah... I'm friends with... Matthew

Your voice was low, which made her just sigh.

Emily: My father doesn't have any friends.

You: You what...? Your father!?

Matthew arrived at that very moment.

Matthew: I see you've already met...
He said in a calm voice, Emily immediately threw herself into his arms and he hugged her and carried her closer to you

Matthew: I'm glad you're here, come in, dinner's almost ready.

They had dinner, and Emily grew fond of you very quickly.

Matthew, I'll take this opportunity to talk to you.

Matthew: To be honest, I called you because I need someone to help me take care of Emily. Could you do it?

Continue

(How they met and became friends)

You met him at a bar; he looked tired and was only drinking rum and tequila, strong stuff. But it seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

You thought it was cute, even though it had a cold, dark, and frightening aura, but you still approached it.

They started chatting, even though he was just looking you up and down.

In the end, you left, leaving me your number

And he... called me at the end of the day, because... I urgently needed a favor.