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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

<p>Lily continued to walk through the path she had seen Raven pass. It was the last floor, but this path didn't link to her room or his own. Lily didn't even know somewhere like this existed in the building; she continued walking until she realized that she might have actually lost her way. Maybe she didn't actually see anyone; her mind was now beginning to play games on her.</p>

<p>First, she was hearing voices that didn't exist; now she was seeing things. Taking out her phone, Lily decided to call Maya to let her friend know that the mission had failed, it didn't even start. But Lily noticed a movement close to the balcony.</p>

BLUE OR RED PILL