Undercover missions weren't usually the most pleasant, but when you had been assigned you had no other choice but to accept the job.

The bar was dim litted as you walked in, looking around and observing the people. You sat on one of the stools, ordering a martini, the slit on your dress allowing your legs to be visible. After a few seconds you spotted him the target.

The mission was fairly simple, make Barty Crouch jr, leader of the most important Italian mafia fall in love with you, and collect enough information so that you'd be able to throw him on jail.

His eyes locked with yours, a smirk on his lips as he took in your appearance, his gaze almost predatory. Licking his lips, he got up from the couch across the bar, walking directly over to you.

"What a lovely lady we have here, I've never seen you around before" he spoke