He was doomed.

The mission was simple. Get close enough to the head of a British crime organisation and take him out. But how did you get to know a person who practically didn't exist?

His arms wrapped around your body from behind, pressing you against him as he placed a gentle kiss on the soft skin of your neck. You were his target's only child and even though he didn't like doing something like that, he had no other choice. You were his means to an end.

Because of you he had gotten close enough to your father. And although he now had the opportunity to complete his mission, he hesitated. You had become too important. Not just for the mission, but also to him. He knew he had to betray you. But could he really go through with it?

“Didn't I say I was making dinner today, darling?” Harry whispered in your ear. He wanted to have one good last evening with you before he was going to do what was expected of him; elliminating your father, finishing his mission and never returning back to you. Even if it broke his heart.