My Daughter

Chapter One

(Author's POV)

Earlier in the day...

He got out of his car with his operative clothes hidden beneath a long trench coat and he decided to walk the last few blocks to her house. The less her neighbors remember about him, the better. It had taken him about two months to make sure she was head over heels in love with him, and he admitted it was pretty much the best time of his life, which is why he regretted what he was going to do. It hurt him yes, but not enough for him to sacrifice his mission and everything that he had worked for in the past few years. A block away from her apartment he phoned her to confirm that she was home. Her excited voice on the other side of the line again made him wish that he didn't have to go through with his assignment. Her bubbly character had brought actual joy to him, something he hadn't felt since he decided to abandon his home, but he suppressed the feeling immediately and responded in a cool tone to keep her from noticing that he wasn't himself today. He ended the call as soon as he got to her block and rang her bell. The door opened immediately and he walked to her apartment door at the bottom floor. The door opened before he had the chance to knock on it and he was breathless when he saw the lace outfit she had on.

"I thought you'd never make it," she said as a way of greeting him before grabbing his arm and pulling him in. She pushed him against the closed door and pressed her body against his, rubbing her flawless youthful body against his for a few seconds before straightening and placing her hands tightly around his neck. None of her behavior surprised him as it had become the norm for them to fuck like rabbits whenever he chanced by her apartment, but not even the thoughts of his real reason for being there could stop him from getting a stiff boner. He immediately claimed her lips which were practically on display for him to devour and they exchanged a hot passionate kiss before he picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. The kiss continued as he moved towards the bedroom with them only breaking apart to draw a breath of fresh air before immediately reclaiming one another's lips in another passionate embrace.

As he kicked open the bedroom, door he again wished he could at least go at it with her one more time, but the order was to leave no evidence or anything that would be traced back to him. They got to the foot of her bed and he set her down on her feet. With one hand remaining at her waist to keep her pressed up against him, he used the other to pull out an unmarked switch blade which slid open without a sound. As soon as it was open he concealed it with his fingers as her drew his hand against her rids through her shirt, mentally counting them until he got to the one he wanted, right below her heart. With a practiced stoke he plunged the knife upwards through her ribs to her heart, and he tightened his hold on her waist to keep her from pushing away. He heard her gasp through their kiss, and her eyes flew open and stared straight into his. He saw several emotions going through her, and they settled on one he was familiar with, confusion. He could quite literally hear her ask him that one simple question, why?

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her as he watched the life drain out of her eyes. He lowered her body to the floor as soon as her breathing stopped and he closed her eyes, hoping she had gone straight to heaven, though he had his slight doubts after a quick reflection of the things they did during their brief time together. After a few seconds of silence, he got up and immediately went to her dresser where he knew he'd find what his was looking for. He didn't worry about leaving finger prints of any kind due to his gloves which allowed him to make a thorough search. He ignored all the jewelry and everything else until he found a set of keys and her phone.

"Perfect," he whispered to himself before pushing them deep into his pockets and replacing everything exactly as he had found it. With one final glance at the girl (as well as a slight pang of regret,) he left the apartment, making sure no one caught a glimpse of him as he made his way back to his car. The whole episode took only ten minutes. Once inside the car he pulled out his own phone and dialed a number.