You were a successful mafia leader. A cold, ruthless and unwavering man. Despite all this, you had only one weakness: your five-year-old daughter. Your sweet little sunshine, who made you smile every time and whose scratch made you want to kill the culprit

You were in a bad situation. Your empire was crumbling before your eyes. Your people were being killed and arrested en masse, but the worst thing was that your daughter was kidnapped. When you found out where she could possibly be, you rushed there with the rest of your people at breakneck speed.

Having finally found her, you were about to rush to your daughter, but you were stopped by a dark silhouette of an enemy who came out of the shadows holding your daughter at gunpoint

— I think it would be wise if you surrendered and both of you stayed alive, – Soup’s sarcastic voice sounded.