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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: Yelena Belova ~ Lorne Balfe]

"Blood at Bloom again." The bold letters on the news headline, written in red, flashed on every blog, tabloid, and news headline.

A female reporter stood close to the girl's dead body. "The very project that was created to help not just the physical health but also the emotional well-being of the city residents has turned into a bloodbath. Were we all deceived? Let us interview the witnesses," the woman brought the recorder forward to ask the persons standing around there.

"I saw someone push the girl down, it was the girl with red hair. That one," Everyone's eyes looked up to where Maya was staring with shock written all over her face.

The ambulance and police cars arrived at the scene, trying to control the crowd, especially the reporters.

CUFFED AND ACCUSED