I am Stella Ford and this is my story, My life as far as I remember has been in the shadow of an angel-like a girl named Isabel, she got stuck to me like a gum since we were young. I hated it but the people around me forced her over me so much that she became the worst half of my life. I was judged because of her. She had an innocent face which could melt any kind of harsh or cold heart in seconds and me, on the other hand, was always compared to her. 15 years of my life I had to bear her and it was way too much for me to take in. I wasn't able to take care of me because I was in a continuous battle of perfecting myself as compared to her but everything shattered every time I tried but that was not enough and finally when I thought I was free when she decided to get married but on the same day I died due to an accident on the roadside.

At the last moment of my life, I was furious, I was angry at life. I cursed at it that "if I ever find it again I am going to strangle it to death" and life took the challenge and gave me a chance to live again

But guess what I didn't strangle it to death because if I did I would die again which I didn't want.

So now I was back again in 6 years old wandering by myself in the dark street without anybody besides me, my clothes were torn and my hands were all muddy. I walked around the deserted street with not even a single human, but it wasn't that scared, to be more specific I was annoyed at the sight of the wilderness, not even a single movement could be detected. After getting tired of walking for ten minutes my patience went down the drain and I started yelling at the silence.

"What the hell is going on here, does anybody wish to explain this"nobody replied and why would they reply to a 6 years old who have nowhere to go.

"So it means I will just have to walk " but soon somebody spoke to me from. Behind but before I turned around I was sacked.

"You coward why did you attack me from behind, if you have guts come at me from the front so I can feed you a knuckle sandwich, you filthy coward put me down" but they didn't listen, what more they put me on something soft, I think it was a car seat because I heard it getting the start. And that's how I got kidnapped on the first day of my return. it was a new experience because as far as I remembered i had never been kidnapped in my previous life. Well, I wanted to be as alert as possible so I could fight the bad guys when the time is right but the 6 years old body of mine didn't let me do that, because I fell asleep.

After a long time because I had quite a nap on the way.

"Curse you small child's body" we reached where they were supposed to take me, then they removed the cloth from my face. The room was bright and due to sudden brightness my eyes to it for a while, but when they did I saw a room so bright and white. It was filled with men in black suits, bowing their heads before me with respect or whatever.

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I felt uncomfortable so I thought there was someone behind me they were bowing to so I looked behind me and saw a huge man with a scar on his face, everything was clear no. the man behind me seemed to be the boss here and the men were showing their respect to him, so without wasting another second I jumped off the couch and bowed to him most gracefully.

"Master?" They all said with a questioning tone so I looked up and saw them looking at me

"Why are you looking at me, I am just a child so don't expect me to be perfect at everything" Then I turned my head sideways and looked at the huge guy with puppy eyes hoping it would melt his heart.

"I am sorry master I have wronged you " I fell on my knees to ask for forgiveness from they eyes scary master guy.

"Master!!!!!!!!!!!!" alL the men in the room fell on their knees and shouted with a loud voice. Then scar-face spoke to me with a soft voice.

"Master get up, you are making us feel more sinful," He said as he picked me up in the air and landed me on the couch, and started dusting my already dirty clothes.

"Did you call me Master? I mean the little me, like the six years old me" I wanted to confirm it, I looked up at him while he was looking at me

"Yes master, you are our only master left so accept us as your underlying" the scarface said

"Do you mean that I am the master of these people" I pointed towards those 30 musclemen

"No master not just them but, our other brothers as well who are spread in the whole country and also some other countries in which your business is spread"

He said

" Stop it already, I am not your master so just let me go back to were you brought me from" It was just too much to take in

"Master your father told us to protect you, he left his entire fortune for you before he died so please just accept it," he said

"hah my father? did I have one? definitely you had a father, if not how do you explain your birth you idiot' Stella scolded her self in her heart as she spoke again

"Wait! did you say, Father? my father," I asked him in surprise.

"He was our old master, and after he died you are our next master," the scar-faced said, " He left you his fortune and all he had ever owned, he loved you dearly but you went missing and he kept on looking for you, until his last breath." He spoke with sadness in every word he spoke

"So you mean your Master, I mean my Father used to be a gangster like you?" I was not completely okay with this gangster-like vibe I was getting from the men all around me, and I was least interested in being one of them even if my father was one of them.

"We are not any Gangster group, our brothers join us because we protect those who come under Ford's protection, we keep them safe from other mafia gangs" His words were really protective and the way he was trying to convince 6 years old seems very funny.

"Why should I believe you?" Stella wanted proof of his words because she didn't want to die again by joining a dangerous crew.

'At my question, he stopped speaking and turned to his fellow people which were still on their knees. One of them got up and brought back a black bag, it looked quite luxurious and heavy. he presented it to me with respect.

"The answers for your questions are in this" Said the scarface.