Washington, a former banker who was once a gentle and dreamy man, lived the peak of happiness alongside the love of his life. However, everything crumbled when he found her in bed with another man. Shattered by betrayal, Washington fell into an abyss of pain and despair. That fall transformed him forever. From the refined man who roamed the asphalt, he became "the Alemão (White Boy)" in the slum — the right-hand man of the relentless Captain Nascimento, the commander who dictates the rules of who lives and who dies. In the slum, Washington gained fame: tough as a rock, untouchable, feared and despised by all women. He believed he had already hit rock bottom, that nothing else could break him. But life in the slums is expensive, and his ghosts from the past won't leave him in peace. Is everything he believes about his wife's betrayal true? Or are there even deeper secrets buried in the pain that shaped him? How far can a man who regrets his choices go before finding redemption — or falling even deeper? In The Fall of the White Boy, love, betrayal, and regret intertwine in a journey of self-discovery and confrontation with the darkest truths.

No woman dared to enter his bed twice, not even for money. With a body covered in scars, Estefano was an intimidating man, almost six and a half feet tall with a piercing gaze. He made an effort to treat them well, but he never succeeded; for that, they needed to somehow reach his heart, but he knew it would be nearly impossible to feel what they called love—men like him didn't love, did they? He was known for his heart of ice and a body that burned like embers, whether from the thrill of battle or behind closed doors. He was like a storm that could erupt into a volcano and destroy everything; his enemies knew that. And so did the women who had passed through his bed. Helena knew better than anyone what a man was capable of doing to a woman. For three years, she had suffered at the hands of her husband, and when he was finally dead, she swore she would choose death over allowing a man to touch her again. She believed that the scars on her body and soul would never fade; nothing and no one could ever erase what that monster had done to her.

He lost his soul the day he saw his girlfriend being hurt and eventually taken away right in front of him. When he was just sixteen years old, he was framed for the murder of a man. Now, he is the CEO of the Yakuza and seeks revenge; but more than anything, he wants to get back the woman who was taken from him. Does the love from his youth still linger, or is there only hatred left in Horus Anésio Constantino Kobayashi?