Pluma_W143

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.

_ _ _

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: I WILL GO TO YOU LIKE THE FIRST SNOW ~ AILEE]

Dear readers, sorry for the late update, I had to update the historical romance I'm also working on which would end this month, and create a stockpile for this work. Please do enjoy your reading time.

Lily gulped, holding the jacket she wore tightly. If it were someone else, she would have passed these men, but she clearly remembered the man's face, and it's no brainer the man would remember her also. She contemplated whether to go and explain to the man or just act like she never heard them.

But explaining to the man was out of the option box, because he looks like he still had a grudge against what that devil did to his face. Anyone would be angry; his face was almost unrecognizable, but she was able to find some recognizable traits, which was weird. Of course, her life was weird. Lily gulped, she took the second option and started limping away from the place.

IRIS