The rain poured down relentlessly, washing the city's sins away in a cascading curtain of water.

As the mafia family's leader, I vigilantly watched the dark alley, safeguarding our turf, unaware of the fateful twist ahead.

Leaning on the wet brick wall, I heard footsteps. Spotting a vulnerable girl in this brutal city, I emerged from the shadows, warning the menacing figures with a steely gaze, asserting my unrivaled power.

"Get lost, don't touch the girl." I commanded