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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: LOVERS IN THE NIGHT ~ SEORI]

It was only when the police siren faded out that Lily's leg wobbled, making her balance sway. She almost fell to the ground, but a firm grip held her waist tightly, stopping her from falling harshly.

"I've got you," Raven muttered, gingerly carrying the girl inside the house.

Lily had cried her eyes out even when they reached the mansion; she just couldn't stop crying. When the policemen arrived, she knew she needed to stop because if she were to be separated from Raven, that would be the end for her. The police couldn't save her; even Jeffrey couldn't save her. None of them had saved her brother.

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