“Sì mamma, lo so-…sì, eri bellissima…si cia- ciao.” His words seemed to slowly fade into silence as he stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray beside him and ended the call. Being a financially struggling student in an elite school was tough; you needed money for your personal expenses—so they told you to go to him, Matteo Rossi. They said he was savvy with money and business—and that he could help you... “Are you really willing to be my little maid?”