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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: RUNAWAY PIANO VER~ THE BLUE NOTES]

To everyone celebrating this season, I wish you all a Happy Easter Celebration.

Lily held her hands on her knees tightly. How was she supposed to sit like this all through the meeting? Every time she tried to move away, Raven ended up pushing her back inside until she was sitting between his leg, causing the girl to stiffen.

"Good morning, Mr. Ryker," Lily heard a young man greet with a bow.

Raven nodded, acknowledging the greeting. "Dr. Ethan, let's hear what you have." He raised his hand for the man to continue speaking.

"Thank you, Sir, for allowing me to share my thoughts. I want to outline the proposal for telehealth implementation within Azalea-bloom hospital," Lily heard the man called Dr. Ethan speak.

GIVE YOURSELF SOME FLOWERS