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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

Lily blinked, everything was happening so fast. First, her father finally agreed to the project, and next, she would be in the same building with the same man she was trying to avoid for three months! Three months? Why was she excited? Why was she anticipating? Lily asked herself while still trying to keep her eyes open for the camera.

After posing for the picture, the reporters who had gotten the information they needed started dispersing to their various work place to add more spice to the news. Raven also got ready to leave, but before he left, he said to Augustine.

"Your beloved daughter has a lot of imprints on her skin. We don't want the media having the slightest whiff that she's being hit. Right?" His words were delivered to Augustine, who understood the meaning without it being needed to be explained.

Lily touched her face. Was it so noticeable that she had been hit? But who was he to even talk about it?

HIS RUIN, HER GAIN