
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.

My name is Washington Paiva. I used to be a bank employee, held a full-time position at a large agency, the kind that makes your parents swell with pride. A good job, stability, recognition. A man with a bright future, they said, I had a lot of potential for growth. But none of that matters now. That man no longer exists. Washington is gone. All because of one woman alone. She was capable of destroying me, of ending the man I once was. I met Elize when I was just twelve years old. She was my neighbor, the girl with a bright smile that lit up the grayest days. We grew up together, played together, and when I had my first kiss, it was with her. The first touch, the first intimate contact, the first "I love you" — everything was with Elize. She was the first and only. Never, at any moment,
