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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: FILL THE VOID~ THE WEEKND, JENNIE, LILY ROSE DEPP ]

Lily gulped, using her wet hand to clean her face. She stood on her feet. "T-that I-i was trying to wash off the stain on my shirt," she stuttered.

Raven's eyes moved behind to see the water still gushing out from the bathtub and shower. He walked towards the bathtub and clicked one button, and everything turned quiet. He walked back to the girl, who was staring at the ground like a child about to be reprimanded.

Momentarily, his gaze noticed his shirt, which she was wearing. It stopped on her thighs, exposing her smooth, delicate, slender legs.

Raven rubbed his temples tiredly. "Not an ounce of carefulness," he said under his breath, picking one of the neatly folded towels from the stand and throwing it on the girl's head.

SUNFLOWER