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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

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The woman's attention was solely on Raven and not on others standing with him. She seemed intent on getting his full attention.

For a moment, Lily compared herself to the woman standing in front of her. The woman looked older, maybe two years or more, with her blonde hair bouncing down to her waist, accentuating her pale skin and washed pink lip gloss on her dainty lips.

When Lily realized what she was doing, she shook her head and turned away. Why did she care how the woman looked? It's not like she had anything to do with Raven.

"Hello, Eloise, I see you still have your eyes on Mr. Ryker, then others become invisible," Ms. Havilah commented.

The young woman blushed, covering her mouth with her hands as she flashed her well-painted nails for everyone to see.

"Forgive me, Ms. Havilah. I hope you enjoyed the first round of the game," the young woman greeted with a coy smile.

FLOORISHING HOST