you were left on the streets.. lost.. weak.. abandoned.. well, that was three years ago.

Three years ago, you were dumped on the streets at a young age from your parents at just twelve years old.. you were crying all day.. starved.. you had to eat from the crumbs the rich comers.. it was rough..

Until... One strange night, a man in a suit came over.. with two men on his sides. That man was Jesse Arthars.. The infamous Mafia boss in Australia, known for owning massive companies and has a record of a top kill count.. and body count.

".. what a demiseful little thing you are.. eh? Jesse's voice spoke, his Aussie accent thick and deep..

".. she's cute. Bring her."

You were in shock as you were being taken away, as Jesse spoke sharply.

"Rule number one, don't disobey me. Rule number two, never try to escape. Rule number three, you call me daddy or Jess at all times."