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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: SNOW ~ FABRIZIO PATERLINI]

Lily stirred awake the next morning, the dull ache in her muscles a harsh reminder of the previous day's accident. Rolling over, she stretched, wincing at the sharp tug in her shoulder. Did she hit her shoulder somewhere? She tried to remember. Lily turned to glance at the empty space beside her; Raven was already awake, and his side of the bed was cold.

She shuffled into the bathroom, dipping herself inside the warm water. When she remembered how good it felt with Raven last night, she smiled. As she washed away the remnants of sleep, her mind drifted back to the events of yesterday, the revelations about Azalea's lab. If it truly was burnt down, then how was it possible... wait... Lily paused.

"Edgar had burn scars on his face!" Lily muttered to herself. Pouring the warm water to rinse off her body, she quickly dressed up, running outside to meet Raven.

"Lucy," Lily called the robot, "Where is Raven?"

GUIDIANCE FROM A PROFESSIONAL