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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: BABYDOLL ~ ARI ABDUL]

Raven moved his head to the side, then chuckled. "Bird brain, what makes you think so?"

Lily pressed her lips. "I thought you decided to abandon me because I didn't want to accept your....." Her voice was now low, almost a whisper.

"Little girl, that's not love if I take it back just because you won't accept my feelings," he said, rubbing Lily's hair gently.

Lily fumbled with her hands. "I'm not a little girl, I'm going to be twenty-four soon," she retorted, but with a small voice.

Raven widened his eyes as if surprised. "That's a big age. I'm sorry, grandma," he teased her.

"I'm not old either," she blurted, trying to stay still since she was sitting on his lap.

Raven hummed thoughtfully. "You confuse me; one minute you're not little, the next you're not old," he said to her. As they were talking, the door opened, and Lucy walked in carrying a tray that had a glass of warm milk on it.

ON THE MASTER'S LAP