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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: WHEN THE PARTY'S OVER ~ BILLIE EILISH]

Lily blinked, trying to process what she had heard; maybe she didn't hear it right.

Victoria walked closer to Lily. "Exactly what you heard. You're not a stranger, so I want to be plain with you. I like Mr. Ryker. No, I love him, and I want him. So quit playing master and pet, leave his house. I'm asking as a friend." The girl requested with authority, pausing for a moment when she saw that Lily was too startled to even talk.

"Lily remember you never even liked rich men to start with. You were okay with humble Officer Jeff, so what changed? Don't worry about your accomodation, Lily. I can always cough up money to help you rent a place. Just leave Mr Ryker's house for the sake of our friendship."

Lily raised her brows. "Woah, Victoria..."

FRENEMY