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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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Raven stepped into his workroom, pulling his shirt off which now got stuck to his body because of the wounds he got earlier. He had not wanted to worry the girl, but the toxin still had an effect on his body, making him weak at the same time.

Lucy whirred inside the room carrying a box, "Master Raven, where should I drop this?" The robot asked.

Raven grunted when he had to move his neck, "Leave it on the table," he pointed out, "I'm sure Lily hurt herself when she fell from the car, bring more bandaids and balm to her room." He ordered.

When the robot stepped out, Raven pushed his back to relax on the chair, then he touched the side of his stomach which was bleeding. One of the men had hit him with a sharp object that got stuck in his stomach.

TENDER TOUCH