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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

"Miss Lily," Alice, the maid, knocked on Lily's door continuously without stopping. This was because her father was making his way to her room at the moment.

Lily, who had finally fallen asleep after struggling to keep Raven out of her mind, groaned since her sleep was being disturbed.

"Who?" She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes to sit up properly on the bed.

"Miss Lily, it's me, Alice," the girl's voice laced with urgency.

Lily pushed her leg down from the bed, "Alice, is there something you needed?" She opened the door to see her frightened maid.

"Lily!" Both girls were startled by the loud, thunderous manner at which Augustine had screamed Lily's name. Lily turned to look at Alice, with her brows knitted with worry. What had she done wrong this time? In the meantime, Augustine appeared in the hallway, with a fury that could not be quenched even if he hibernated in the ice caps for weeks.

UNCONTROLLABLE RAGE